Unending Love
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, In life after life, in age after age forever.
My spell-bound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms In life after life, in age after age forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age-old pain, Its ancient tale of being apart or together,
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge Clad in the light of a
pole-star piercing the darkness of time: You become an image of what is remembered forever
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