Love Poem: Farewell To the Abyss
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Written by: Eton Langford

Farewell To the Abyss

Unspoiled, your blinding beams much willingly deceive
The wanting eye whose tremor grasps the light of day,
Though restless spiders wake quite soon at night to weave
The icy peaks of lurid mountains turning gray. 

But now the sound of crumbling words is growing old
While doors may open wide to show the way
To newer lands made true despite the cold
And wintry touch of every star’s dim ray. 

Farewell! The promised shore has risen from the deep,
Where truth and beauty squirm in thirst for rain,
Unheard by any but by stars, who weep
At summer’s edge, strung forth on skies of pain. 

Though you may turn your eye to me, the end
For every wishful dream is set to come
Far sooner than our summer’s fall, whose blend
Of love and strife has cleaved our budding sum. 

Farewell to the abyss and to the crests
Where love, unconquered, stood unmoved by time
On her auroral throne, where longing nests
And grows shy words from childhood to their prime!

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