Claire V. Bogdanos

Now weep my love, for days that are no more,

Now sleep my love, to dream one last encore,

Then wake my love to face the world again,

And smile my love, it has not been in vain.

Arise my love, and teach your heart take heed,

Be strong my love and force yourself to need,

It’s over, love, there’s nothing left to keep

It’s over now, truth lost and love asleep.

Thus when each new tomorrow dawns today

To slowly slip into just yesterday

The pages of our story gently fold

And as pressed leaves twixt Job and Psalm, wax old.

Then, my love, reach forth to touch the morrow

Failing to remember shades of sorrow

Breathing thoughts as bold as all eternity

And idle dreams that swell with vanity.

Confess my love that life must be confined

To purpose real, mock goals for cause declined,

Justice meet dimension in manner chaste

Pursuing life in seeming sense, make haste.