Arthur and Guinevere
She met him in the spring time,
When the world was reborn,
He lover her in the summer,
When they could not betray,
She loved them in the autumn,
When their love was forlorn,
He forgave her in the winter,
When the world knew decay,
She met him in the spring time...
The Damsel of the Holy Grail, by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Not sure if this poems finished yet. Am trying to say that every day, every year, every life holds an eternity within it, which is reserected endlessly.
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