That is a lovely poem and my date is better for it.
HH
>Ladder to Heaven
> by Marin Sorescu
>
>A gossamer thread
>Hangs loose from the ceiling
>Right above my bed.
>
>Every day I notice
>How it descends lower and lower.
>I'm even being sent
>A ladder to heaven -
>I say to myself.
>It's being thrown to me from above.
>
>Although I am now frighteningly thin -
>I am but the ghost of what I used to be -
>I think my body
>Is still too heavy
>For this delicate ladder.
>
>You, my soul,
>Go ahead of me
>Gently, gently.
>
> Translated by Ioana Petrescu
>
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