Penelope, bereft of joy
Left by Odysseus for the walls of Troy
Kept faith
And neither Helen’s wanton lips
That launched in war the thousand ships
Nor Circe’s song nor Circe’s lore
Could stay him from the path he swore
Not forgotten by true heart
Are pledges made when lovers part
Thus I would not forsake my love
For anything less than what, as love, it was intended
Until that final day when our souls meet
With those in the past ascended
Then you and I shall also fly
As two hearts bound in this life might
And the world is ended
- Irving Karchmar, © 1990
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Very deep! Thank you for sharing it with us.
Peace is all we need in this world!
Thanks for such a lovely post.
Thank you dear brothers and sisters for the kind and generous comments.
Ya Haqq!
Beautiful!
“Then you and I shall also fly
As two hearts bound in this life might
And the world is ended”
Yes, and this poem is already lifting off for flight. Beautiful!