It’s when we’re going home together, you and I,
I love you most, and when we’ve traveled far
I know that I will never have to say goodbye,
though sometimes I may have to say “au revoir”.
We go our separate ways together all the time,
capricious capers, belle behind a wether,
and wait, as furtively as if it were a crime,
for heavy moments lighter than a feather.
I recalled this poem on 10/28/22 after reading a poem by Abe Mezrich, who writes in www.AbeMezrich.com;
In Noah’s Ark
The animals come male and female
Noah’s whole family comes
It is not enough to save all creatures
To save the world
You must save togetherness
You must save love
Or at least the possibility of love
The last line of Abe Mezrich’s poem provides an interpretation of the rainbow sign that God provided after the Flood, expressing the possibility of love, which was the rationale of His repentance for having intended to destroy the world, expressed in Gen. 6:6
ו וַיִּנָּחֶם יְהוָה, כִּי-עָשָׂה אֶת-הָאָדָם בָּאָרֶץ; וַיִּתְעַצֵּב, אֶל-לִבּוֹ. 6 And it repented the LORD that He had made man on the earth, and it grieved Him at His heart.
God recognized that the possibility of love generates the possibility of correcting an error, like the cosmic one for which, according to the rabbis, God atones on every Rosh Hodesh, a monthly festival on which we ask Him to bless all women whose pregnancies are hopefully all proofs of love.