By David Roth
(c) 5 August, 2001
The sun rose brightly through my open window today
But the radiant beams of energy
Which had breached the span of time and space to welcome my day
Gave off no heat
Shed no light.
The morning doves, awash in the new day's light
Took their usual place by my open window, their gentle cooing
Signaling wafting musical good mornings
Yet sounded no sound
Sang no song.
I looked around my empty, darkened universe
Mindful of the loss that had overtaken me.
My love, my life, my essence, my being
Were there no longer.
Only the bleak darkness of a barren soul looked back at me.
The day, so like the many others before it since she left
Brought me no joy.
Brought me neither love nor reason to love.
Like so many other mornings before it
I saw no love.
But then, perchance I happened upon a man of age.
Holding gently the arms of his ancient love
Whispering tenderly into ears no longer able to understand
Speaking tender drops of kindness
And I saw love in his ancient eyes.
I saw the tears of a father
Holding new life in his hands
Reaching out for words he couldn?t express
Smiling tenderly at the mother of his new creation
And I saw love in his hopeful eyes.
I heard the music of the children at play
Singing the song of life that only children know
Holding onto life as only a child can
And I saw love in their innocent eyes.
I watched the newness of life beginning
In the tender embrace of; newlyweds
Oblivious to the world around them
Seeing each other as if for the first time
Knowing it would last an eternity
And I saw love in their longing eyes.
And so I returned to my room
Where the fresh light of the new day was beginning to fade into darkness
And suddenly there was light, and warmth, and hope, and joy.
In the tender words of an ancient love
In the gentle touch of a new father
In the playful music of a child's laughter
In the warm embrace of new love
And I realized, that I too, had been loved
For I saw love today.
