that great abyss

From this day count all time: I left him there, 

Singing across that great abyss between us, 

Goodbye . . . 

In a deep deep yes. In all. I'm here alone and left.

The world is where we fling it.

Lift me, long dream.

I'm leaving where I am for other loves

Than what I see.

[Theodore Roethke {1908-1963} from 'From the Notebooks' in Selected Poems]