Here There Are No Platitudes to Share
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there are no platitudes to share; After all these years, no words to measure. Perhaps such love is more than one can bear; Perhaps one's joy lies far beyond one's pleasure. Yet words are merely sluices to the flood That wells well inland from the graceful wall Holding in its smile a truth that would Inundate the bare brown fields of fall. Remember, then, the beauty that will grow Till time lets down the curtain of its longing; Years are fast, but happiness is slow, For there is no replacement for belonging. In love there is an ease not easily won, Freedom from a freedom too undone, Tears no tears can drain or words can tell, Held in a heart that knows its passions well. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use. |