Poem from beginning:
If I could gather all the stars
and hold them in my hand,
the colors I would then possess
would not be half as grand
as those which I have seen
when I look deep into your eyes,
or come across
when I have kissed your lips, I realize.
If I could ponder all the truths
men sought since time began,
they would not teach me more than if
I were to touch your hand
For truth to no one you have touched
appear as simple lies
And nothing could be truer
than your touch, I realize.
If I were given lasting life
as only God could do,
I'd shun it all and turn away,
if I could live with you.
For even God has never known
the immeasurable size
Of the love that's
within your heart, I realize.
[Kim Ault, 1997]
