never ending

it is too bad
we have to die
before forever starts
I reach
for the day
I do not dread it
I long
for the time
never long enough
when each precious moment
is not so intensely sweet
that it is soured
by the knowledge
that it too
will escape me

slow breath in
long airy exhale
heart beat
blood pumping
quiet wrinkle forming
love growing
life fleeting
hope longing
too much knowing
the value of our gift
the impact of the love
for all His creations
slowing breath
slower pulse
fading memories
and still, I feel
His everlasting promise
comfort me