unlove's the heavenless hell and homeless home

of knowledgeable shadows (quick to seize
each nothing which all soulless wraiths proclaim
substance, all heartless spectres, happiness)

lovers alone wear sunlight. The whole truth

not hid by matter; not by mind revealed
(more than all dying life, all living death)
and never which has been or will be told

sings only --- and all lovers are the song.

Here (only here) is freedom: always here
no then of winter equals now of spring;
but april's day trancends november's year

(eternity being so sans until
twice i have lived forever in a smile) 

home, james