A Different Slant Poem by shimon weinroth

from my gallery of faces

he has the softest eyes
I have ever seen,
watery and doe full
is it compassion and empathy
that I see,

or some rheumy humor
bathing the scene

all doubts are washed away
by the sonorous baritone,
the soft and delicate tones
of interest and feeling
and a shy smile,

now I know what
she sees in him,
the seas and oceans,
green fields,
skies blue,
and merry meadows
too,

they are his sun
and her moon
a divine dance of
heavenly bodies

admiring and
circling each other
with a love that lives

breathing a notalgia
an infinty at echoes