We walk about, amid the destinies of our world-existence, encompassed by dim but ever present Memories of a Destiny more vast.  –Poe, “Eureka”

You are not you, and I am not I,
We are each other: mutual tears, that crying, we cry.
We are each other, and so we must cry
Tears of joy and tears of sorrow
For all partiality must die tomorrow.
We are God, we shall not die
Except to remember our weeping goodbye
When my God asked your God not to die.
We are God and God dies not.
Meet me, meet me in that shady spot
Where once we lingered, talking and kissing;
The world will look, and find us missing.
Or the world will look, and find us here,
Orbiting a star englarged by a tear.


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