Today's Stichomancy for William Gibson

The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Love Songs by Sara Teasdale:

After Love

There is no magic any more, We meet as other people do, You work no miracle for me Nor I for you.

You were the wind and I the sea -- There is no splendor any more, I have grown listless as the pool Beside the shore.

But though the pool is safe from storm And from the tide has found surcease,