Form and Formula (Socrates’ Wife) -2/24/05

I do not know your face, but still I see
A glimpse of it at times, as from afar
As glinting through the dark, a lonely star
That serves as stable compass now to me.

I have not seen your smile but still I find
A glimmer here or there, in others’ tries
Like gleaming in the corner of my eyes
Like laughing in the silence of my mind.

But never have I seen the total you
So bit by bit I have compiled your form
As Summer’s just a string of moments warm
Abstracted from each piece I find the True.

And even if you do not walk the Earth
I’ll find the one approaching best your worth.