Like melodies that vary in their pitches
from highs to lows to everywhere between,
we reach great heights or else we fall in ditches
and wonder what these ups and downs can mean.
When at the height, we feel that we are blessed,
and in the ditch we feel there’s something wrong,
yet what in these extremes we hadn’t guessed
was that they were the pitches of a song
whose melody will rise and fall and rise.
Though it is not a song that we can hear
or one that we can trace with notes for eyes,
I hope the time will come when it is clear:
we’ll know each rise and fall is meant to be
as rise and fall within Love’s melody.
Mario A. Pita