in the bee-loud glade,
of our separateness
set apart and aestival
divinely aloof, trembling with gentling grief,
bounding in chrysolite joys
and yet commiserating with all,

we gambol together
You and i,
rolling in an eternity of changelessness,
un-guessed and boundless as the sea.

two withes of loving know,
in and out of time
we go,
panning in endless days.

And the world is passing away along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God abides forever. ~ 1 John 2:17


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