Good Morning

I wonder, by my soul, what you and I Did, till we loved? Were we not truly born? Did we but suck on childish pleasures lie Or slumber deep like souls in endless dawn? ’Twas so, I fear — all pleasures we pursued Were but vain shadows, fleeting, incomplete Now good-morning to our waking souls Which do not watch each other out of fear For love has claimed us, and all else controls Turning this small room to the whole world’s sphere Any beauty that my eyes once wooed Was but a dream of you, faint and sweet Now good-morning to our waking souls Which do not watch each other out of fear For love has claimed us, and all else controls Turning this small room to the whole world’s sphere Let sea-discoverers new worlds pursue Let maps show countless realms from east to west We two possess one world, and make it true Each is a world, and in each other rest My face in yours, and yours within my eyes Two perfect hemispheres, without decay No bitter North, no fading Western skies Our equal love shall never pass away