Epilogue Poem by John Lars Zwerenz

EPILOGUE

Once upon a time, if I remember right,
I knew suffering upon the earth,
And was well-acquainted with the night.
Now every diamond dawn gives birth
To a flurry of redolent, scarlet flowers.
In the courtyard by my bastion
My lady and I rove joyfully in the bowers,
Which are one with the spacious, marble square.
Immersed in the realms of peace and passion,
We hold one another's hand in the aromatic air.
And in our infinity
Every grand, gilded rose
Speaks of only beauty,
As my maiden's petals softly unclose.
Sono uno con Il Padre, Il Figlio ed Il Santo Spirito.
And so I have said to the earth: 'Adieu.'
Adieu.