If we'd known each other from birth
I'd be no closer to expressing the depth of my love for you.
Time without measure and words without end
Aren't enough to write a verse
That would hold what's in my heart.
Colors don't exist
That would find me able to put on canvas
The wondrous vision of this love.
How can earthly things, even in unbounded beauty,
Impart an image of paradise
Or describe the embodiment of my dreams,
The realization of unspoken hopes,
The discovery of desires I never dared think?
This love must be eternal, everlasting,
Ever striving to complete itself,
From the time it was first created,
Stretching over countless lifetimes,
Until time is no more;
And at the point of endless void
When all things cease to be
It will enclose itself in a celestial cocoon,
Burning bright in the sky of another universe,
Awaiting the dawn of another creation.

©1997 Gail Von Schlichting




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