To Robert, Former Husband, On His 69th Birthday

Robert: "We walk a journey--where, we do not know, nor do we wish to know how hard the way -- The dark, the light, the nigh, The dawn of day Equally a mystery, and so We walk a journey -- where-- we do not know." Judyth: "But though with smiles or tears we pass this way, how few do rise against the flow, defy the day, and dare the night, with wings widespread, in breathless flight above the void, though but to die -- I laugh, and scorn the bitter night-- I go where few have dared to go-- became what you could never know."