She was so calm, so cold.
A faint inscrutable smile
Mocking my wild protestations of love.
Only the empty shell remained,
The Soul had vanished... where?

I rushed out into the deepening, darkening Twilight.
I looked aloft and cried:
Oh, God if it be true,
Give me some sign,
Some token of Eternal life.

I listened breathlessly,
But there was no sound
Save the rustle of the wind swept leaves.
I bowed my head despairingly,
But when I looked again the stars were out.

The answer written in the sky.
The mystic, marvelous Milky Way
In Sinuous splendor shone
And the Great Dipper blinked
Eternally over a doubting world.