Today's Stichomancy for Robin Williams

The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Poems by Oscar Wilde:

For no one could match you, You had wonderful, luminous, fleet, Little wings to your feet.

I remember your hair - did I tie it? For it always ran riot - Like a tangled sunbeam of gold: These things are old.

I remember so well the room, And the lilac bloom That beat at the dripping pane In the warm June rain;