I shall not let it die
though other loves intrude
or throng the green lawns that once were bare apart from you.
Forget the pain, the half-won smiles
given so freely? Do you see that river there, just through the trees?
It has been there since before the wild deer thirsted
or man admired the threads of moonsilk that play upon it in the dark.
So, so it will be with thou and I