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The concept of eternal love

begins to nestle on my soul

I realize that I must travel

                    Beyond

And then go further beyond

I must allow the poet’s fire

to rage out of control

at the expense of consuming me

Perhaps someone shall one day

warm their hands by the fire

maybe that will make it all

                  seem meaningful

Meanwhile I just continue to burn

                      and burn

as my love goes unanswered

But I continue to cling

tightly to the poet’s dream

I think of my children

                 and grandchildren

all yet unborn

and I see a need to continue

Perhaps my love for them

makes it all necessary

though I’ll never live

to see the culmination of my dream

March 14, 1986