elusive you are as the scent of water,
the light in water, impossible to recall,
impossible to capture, impossible to mistake.
we remember it by the joy it gave us, yet
the joy itself eludes memory; all we can recall
is the fact that there was joy.
in deep unhappiness I remember only
the fact that you made me happy;
until then I never knew I was lonely,
or that anything was missing.
-- GPL Sep 2006 D. A. Clarke