I never shall see the world again
as i saw it once - the sunlight, the rain,
the spring and the autumn, the starry night,
the sea and the woods and the moon's full light.

I never shall see it quite as of old -
the sunset's red and the noonday's gold;
for I never shall see it henceforward now
except through your love, I scare know how.

Then be careful, my dearest, how you go,
for from under your feet the rivers shall flow;
and never again will the world be fair
except in the light of your eyes and your hair.

by Wallace B Nicols