EPILOGUE <br /> <br />Once upon a time, if I remember right, <br />I knew suffering upon the earth, <br />And was well-acquainted with the night. <br />Now every diamond dawn gives birth <br />To a flurry of redolent, scarlet flowers. <br />In the courtyard by my bastion <br />My lady and I rove joyfully in the bowers, <br />Which are one with the spacious, marble square. <br />Immersed in the realms of peace and passion, <br />We hold one another's hand in the aromatic air. <br />And in our infinity <br />Every grand, gilded rose <br />Speaks of only beauty, <br />As my maiden's petals softly unclose. <br />Sono uno con Il Padre, Il Figlio ed Il Santo Spirito. <br />And so I have said to the earth: 'Adieu.' <br />Adieu.<br /><br />John Lars Zwerenz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epilogue-40/
