Again and again, however we know the landscape of love
and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names,
and the frighteningly silent abyss into which the others fall:
Again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees,
lie down again and again
among the flowers,
face to face with the sky.
You and I, despite knowing the churchyard and the sorrowful names there, fall in love again and again.