Sparkatale

Immortal Impermanence

There passes by an age

Between the momentary

Flashes of our lives,

From birth to death,

Beside the universe

In time so small,

To ancient eyes

But unremarkable. 

Those days when former 

Lovers fade to distant

Enemies, behind the walls

That time erects

Between us,

Almost nonexistent. 

And minutes of joy,

Of glory briefly shining,

Then fading as the 

Day that brought

Them passes. 

And all we were can pass

From memory, an instant

Once immortal lost at once,

And memory itself can pass,

With everything we are

From year to year,

We are no longer. 

Remember, you who think

Yourself so far from everything

You fear, from passing out

Of memory, from fading

Time and life's

Immortal transience:

You, too, shall fade. 

16/5/19