For G

What has been said before, there's a great lot of it,

And a lot that is great, greatness being like myth

Helping us live, helping us love.

Therefore, the little that I have to say

Need not be said. Yet I'll celebrate anyway !

And what I have to say is not that true love is great,

Nor that love surprises in many ways, and that we may too

Surprise it. It is that in love, the surprises form their own tune and song,

Their own dance. And when the many little songs were tentative, the many steps

Guarded, that little extra time spent anchoring later came to this mind

As warmth in guise of surprise. As would a calm sunny sea after

A stormy sailing on the way to a lucky Paradise.




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Written sometime during Summer '11. definitely before sept.