Passing Through

 

You know, already,
the things I cannot say.
I try so hard to explain,
but the words won't come.

I'm at a loss, for language
can never convey the depth
of my love for you.

If I can't express
this tenderness
I feel for you, my love,
it's because mere words
can never avail,
can only fail
when I try to speak,

for words are weak,
and our love is strong
and growing stronger,
lasting even longer
than this world
we are passing through.

       04-11-1980