Sad heart, as evening,
Looks dull, bleak and dreary,
Stars wait for late moon.
Gray's poem "Elegy",
Reverberates -- Echoes,
Of all grand evenings:
When gorgeous Daphne,
Filled the hours with her presence,
And the night too danced...
Friends and my beloved,
Have left me all to myself,
And Gray's "Elegy".
Yet a ray lights up,
The sad embers of my quietude,
As the breeze whispers:
"Be not so downcast,
"Your beloved Daphne will come,
"To re-light your life".
"Patience is rewarded,
"By the Omnipotent God,
"True love is sheer joy!"
"Waste not your moments,
"When her promised love is there,
"Enjoy expectations!"
I rise up and sing,
"O yes! Those were the days"...sure:
And...These are the nights!