At My Age
At my age
when it comes to love
surely I’ve seen
and heard
it all…
but, then again
is not Love’s vision
always a delight?
And enchantingly
the sound, lovely
as the sight--
In fact, the world over
(all that has been new)
only of Love
has this
remained true:
No higher any
other joy--
no deeper
any other blue….
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