Christopher
by P.H. Wise

"I love you!" he said,
and laughed with the clear ringing tone
of an eternal child.

He met the world with bright-eyed wonder,
standing enthralled by the sun through the trees,
and laughing delightedly at pebbles cast into a pond.

He stood in the bright sunlight
with the grass beneath his feet,
but his guileless smile was brighter by far.

By day, he played his piano and sang,
and watched the washing machine with great interest.
By night he sang lullabies to the moon.

Now he sings in those spheres where joy is eternal,
To which Beatrice led that poet long ago,
"where desire and will are turned like a wheel,
by the Love which moves the sun and the stars." (1)

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--=- Authors Notes -=--
1) from Dante's 'Paradiso'