Love’s great boundary

I see  this house where you once lived with me
 I cannot hear your voice in any room,
I touch the  cushions,rugs and tapestry

I feel the silky sheets  my eye can see.
The silken scarves,the necklaces of blue
I see  this house where you once lived with me

The trees  bend in the wind, they cannot flee
Their little twigs and branches   softly croon
I touch the   well embroidered tapestry

The silence is the  lack  that makes me free
The other senses gratified, stll bloom
I see the sofa, marriage bed  indeed

No voice but mine  is heard , oh loss obscene
All I see is blackness  and faint moon
The cushions  comfort me ,oh heart bereaved

Yet all you gave is rich in my esteem
The wedding ring of gold  still has its gleam,
I  weep  at home where you once loved well me
I  flinch  then  rest  by love’s great boundary