Today's poem

Eternal love in the poem can also be found in Shakespeare's Not marble nor the gilded monuments.

                                                When You are Old
by William Butler Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

                                                And bending down beside the glowing bars,
                                                Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
                                                And paced upon the mountains overhead
                                                And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

                                                         (photo from collections of Magnum Photos)