Understand, death has no use for
time.
No time is any better, any worse.
Cancel twenty years or eighty-nine,
Love's a loss one cannot reimburse.
Each of us lives for an eternity,
Dying only after our forever.
Early or late, we vanish equally,
All unconscious of the ties we sever,
No longer either separate or together.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Audio and Video Music: Wander. By Emmit Fenn. Music free to use at YouTube.
