The time will comewhen with elation,you will greet yourself
arrivingat your own door, in your own mirror,and each will smile at the other's
welcome.and say, sit here. Eat.You will love again the stranger who was your
self.Give wine. Give bread. Give back
your heartto itself, to the stranger who has loved
youall your life, whom you
ignoredfor another, who knows you by
heart.Take down the love letters from the
bookshelf.the photographs, the desperate
notes,peel your own image from the
mirror.Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott, "Love after Love"