Contributed by Sharon Ann Jaeger
Even though we cannot touch
I feel your being in mine
A resonance of one pure note
That possesses me body and soul
As a tuning fork must respond
To its fated frequency:
Yours I say, I am
All yours
Always yours
As the light rays sieved
Through the trembling birches
Bear witness to the sun that is always
Ever there saying
To the world
O yes