I would like to stay healthy.
It is a noble wish
Demanding great effort
And myriad compromises
With the world
As it is,
Not as we fantasize it
To be.
For years I took health
For granted,
My health and yours,
Until the world as it is
Converged upon us both,
No longer the world as we imagined it to be,
Always fertile with hope and good abundance.
But the world extending backward to broken time
And forward to a superannuated time
When we will be apart.
For years you have been
By my side.
Now side to side
We take the drink of nectar,
Which is hope and memory mixed,
And look deep into the eyes of love
That nourish us daily
As we secure our
Togetherness in the harness
Of certainty.
When Mr. Eisenberg is not honoring his wife with his mellifluous poetry, he teaches math at a community college.
