Poezja

That an end must come
to the love between us,
that in death we will not miss each other,
not even will know about flowers blooming
 
and that every human being and all living things
with time will perish,
that all sheer joy and pain
and the things to which a person strives a life long
 
at a time will go to naught,
is knowledge of which I have got to take heed
 
but still I do know that God holds everything in His hand
and He writes down every person’s character and humanity
with His almighty pen
until the day when even the elements will burn
 
and I know that He is beginning a new world
with each and every wonderful and lovely thing.