Foundation stones

Everything cedes to obscurity
eventually.

All the greats of history
will fade in the fading
of memory.

I’m wondering why
are we here just to live
only to die?

That’s not quite true
because I know
that you and I
will never die

abstract?
possibly.

Time meets space
and your face is
unchanging,

I
persevere
and it is clear
that we are points on the compass
and true North becomes your
warm caress in the darkness.

A princess and her suitor

as long as shooting stars scoot by
we will never die.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.