Early Works - Our Love (The Ending) Part 3 Poem by David Harris

The climax I fear is close
the end will proceed today
even though I am prepared
I am unconsciously not.
Even though they say
for every ending, there is a beginning
who is to over sight this saying.
Even though the end is near
who can tell what will happen tomorrow
unless one can see the future
one cannot predict it
for tomorrow lies beyond
the boundaries of our senses.

No one can supersede the lord
in the prediction of tomorrow,
though in ways,
we try to change
the course of time,
but we can never change
the hand of fate.
Fate may seem harsh
in the judgements it may give,
but by no force living today can we change it.
Thus, fate has my life and hers
tucked within the palms of its hands.

No matter which road
it chooses to take me
I have no say what so ever.
What I know today
tomorrow might change that,
though I can say
the end of our love
will proceed with tomorrow.
The actions of love
can never be read;
though our spheres are different socially,
we may continue as friends,
for friends unlike love never die
but forge onward as friends.
So onward we forge as friends
never forgetting the love
if fate hadn’t played the cards
we might have had.

16 August 1968