I used to pay no attention to the fleeting nature
of this impermanent world
I just walked and talked in it, as if it were forever
unmindful that in this world forever is never
the worst part of impermanence to me is
romantic love dies in it
no matter how wonderful, no matter how close
to perfect a love is
no matter if it lasts a lifetime
it’s doomed to extinction, like the dinosaurs of old
when death cruelly ends it
I find that disheartening
I find that disturbing and a bit depressing
but maybe, just maybe, romantic love lives on
in the unseen world beyond this impermanent one
where soulmates are reunited or found in a permanent
and blissful forever
am I dreaming here, am I overly optimistic?
probably, lol.
Bob Boyd