Parting Poem by Cheryl L. DaytecYañgot

How did it happen that the eternal love
that once pervaded this room vanished
like the morning haze upon the lake today?
And how does it happen that I have
turned up in my destination as I leave you,
and you will depart from here as you stay?

I will gingerly maroon my memories
upon some undiscovered, serene shore.
I will watch the inexhaustible horizon
as they kiss the edge of the ocean floor.
The old sun will rest and it will tower
to open for me a wide welcoming door.

Raindrops are falling but they will stop.
The cold, cold winds will begin to howl.
Apprehensions and hopes now fill my air
as the bitter-sweet truth rings in my soul:
My joyous arrival is my sad departure;
My sweet victory is my poignant fall.

(for Rose; 11 Dec 1999)