How long can two people stay together
with this in the news and that in the sky?
A change in love is a change in the weather.
As I have loved you . . . love one another,
said Christ, then disappeared. Why
can’t God and mortals stay together?
His absence so long—it feels like never.
Does to love, then, mean to leave? To die
suggest a lovely change in the weather?
Questions are common and kisses too rare.
Hold me, though the tectonic sheets fly
apart till two can no longer stand together.
The fault between us grows, but where
earth is moved seeds take hold. Let us try
to change our love, to change the weather.
—Jim Richards
