I see you in the aethereal light

And in the deep solemnity of night,

Goddess of a thousand names and faces,

Ruling over many times and places.

I often pass you on the streets by day

But only seldom do you glance my way.

You hide behind unblinking, glacial eyes,

Out on those city streets when in disguise.

Yet I know your smile and your tender kiss,

I have watched your eyes contemplating bliss,

I have felt your pleasures and your sorrows,

Together we dreamt of bright tomorrows,

We have talked and touched and walked hand in hand,

Then, once, we journeyed to a far off land

Where we made love and listened to the rain;

My heart ventures there time and time again.

But then I lost you, many years ago,

And now on fruitless, weary quests I go

Along with every man who chases

The one goddess with a thousand faces.

(Homage to Robert Graves)