LINGER INSIDE ETERNITY
A clock ticks by silently somewhere, as clouds lazily pass overhead. Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand we watch as slow currents of wispy cotton trails drift against a cerulean sky. Both of us lying on our backs observing time pass; not by the ticking hands upon a clock but by the waving of the sun and the nodding of the moon. We don’t make a sound more audible than a contented sigh. There is no need to talk because we know everything there is to know. In this moment my soul is connected to you. I know this feeling won’t last forever, everyone leaves eventually. People move on just like the clouds above. I know intuitively that this could be my last day, my last night before one of us would say our goodbye. This moment I have no reason to cry. And if I had my way this moment would last an eternity.
