Among the Smiles
Among the smiles and glances that I see
from people looking back at me,
why is it the memory of your face
seems so easily to replace
every vision and sight
of radiant morning
and sacred night?
Among all memories and every song,
that haunt my spirit all night long
and fill the spreading evening sky,
enough to make the angels cry,
why do I find my self walking through
the days and nights I spent with you?
Among the dreams so passing fair
that come and go through winter air
how is it that since summer strong
you still remain most constant song?
Among the many lights that moved
through days of sunlight, skies of star,
every perfect moment that we loved,
nothing ever came so close nor from so far,
nor ever so gracefully drew
the waiting world
as deep as you.
You have become
eternity:
the measureless shore
of my undiscovered
country.
Christopher M. Swan, “Song of Susan,” 2008
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