|Music: Fugue in F#
By Dimitri Shostakovich. Sequenced by J. Marques.
|Early love is like a mountain
Clear and pure and laughing down the hills,
A flash of sunlight dimpling as it spills
Down into the valley of our dreams.
But then, for most of life, love is a river
Carrying downstream its muddy load -
A thriving habitat, a winding road,
A moment moving slowly through forever.
The current pushes hard against the tide,
Swirling with deep countercurrents, so
Complex one can't untangle yes from no.
The wind whips wavelets 'cross the water wide.
How beautiful! The broad breast of our love
Meets the even broader breast of the sea!
Our golden dreams a golden memory,
And in between a life - rich, full, enough.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon