Time has a way of making life precious:
What we know we must lose, we love anxiously.
Even the heavens are not infinite,
No star more eternal than the flash of a quark.
Tranquility mirrors a moment of sky;
Yearning returns like the tides of the sea.
Each of us has some slight notion of why
Infinite moments take less than a minute.
Gripped by love, each soul is contagious.
Holding each other, we walk in the dark.
Through you I am and continue to be.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
Audio and Video Music: Gymnopedie No.1. By Erik Satie. Music free to use at YouTube.
