I did not weep today
When you flew away
After bringing
Your young cats
Home to my house
And spending
Three precious days
Sharing
With me
Not profundities
But little things
Kitty coddling
Endless movies
Cooking and laughing.
After those days ended
And your dear image Vanished behind
The revolving glass
Then, when my bliss
Should have fled,
I refused to let it go.
Instead
I kept you with me.
All the way home
I carried you
In my heart
And you are still
Right here,
Alive and real
And sweet as Honeydew.
Because
This I promise
This I swear
And only this
Is true:
The essence
Of you
Is in me
And the essence
Of me
Is in you.
That is why
No matter how
Things appear
Parting
Is illusion
And even Death
Nothing
To fear.
His trickster’s knees
Go wobbly
And he slips
Like a shadow away
In the Light
Of this
Round and Shining Day.
And only now
That I have told you
This
Only now
Am I weeping.
