In memoriam Robert Graves…

Of Mirage and Echo

      “To love beyond infinity,”

My godhead said to me,

      “Not even to divinity

Is granted – nor shall be.”

      She searched through her inventory

Of mortals quick and dead;

      “None such in any century

Are listed here,” she said.

      “Except…” – and here her finger traced

The heartbreaks and the lies,

      The trusts and promises erased,

The bluffs of compromise –

      “Except there is a partnership

Outlasting words and wars,

      Exceeding clear the farthest tip

Of miracles or stars:

      “A truth of perfect unity,

A heart and soul that fly,

      That soar beyond eternity:

That is… but you and I.”