I have come to seek thee; the way was long,
For the years between us rose high and strong.
I have come to seek thee, who held thee dear,
But I may not find thee, who art not here.
Life was a song; and sun and moon
Wove all color into the tune.
Life was a jewel; we laughed and pressed
The glowing ruby against our breast.
Life was a bubble; we tossed it high,
Up to the rainbow that spanned our sky.