Ode to Eternity…
Fret not that one more year has passed;
Ignore the hair that grays…
Count not the months and years elapsed;
Long not for “younger” days.
For Time is but the pawn of Space;
A soulless metronome;
And ‘Matter’, can affect its’ pace,
And change the path it roams.
Rest easy…heed the surety
That true Love knows no “time”
But lends eternal purity
To our Spirits’ bond sublime.
“Eternal”, then, our wedded bliss,
Immeasurable our Joy.
A warm embrace; a smile….a kiss…
Can Times’ constraints destroy.
A look through Space via your brown eyes
Transports my soul on wings
And to your Grace my Spirit flies
And to its’ music sings.
This Love, unbound by mortal coils
Swiss precision cannot ‘time’;
All temporal concepts this love foils;
No matter how defined.
Not eons; seconds; pace;…. or beat;
Not each ensuing morn ;
Could change the hour that saw us meet……..
The hour we both were born.
Happy Birthday to my Love with the faraway eyes……