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LOVE LIVES
Time is itself a restless dream:
A swallow's flight across a stream.
Dawn dims the splendor of the moon;
The dusk of evening nudges noon;
A flash, a flame, a flickering;
The flutter of a weary wing;
A pitcher broken at the well;
A whispered word, a muffled bell;
And yet the gods are good to me:
Love lives through all eternity.
[Poem included in I Saw God Wash The World, 1934.]
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