Love after Love

The time will come when, with elation

you will greet yourself arriving at your own door

in your own mirror

and each will smile

at the other’s welcome, and say

sit here. Eat.

You will love again

the stranger who was your self.

Give wine

Give bread

Give back your heart to itself,

to the stranger who has loved you all your life,

whom you ignored for another,

who knows you by heart.

Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,

peel your own image from the mirror.

Sit

Feast on your life.

Sue Reynolds