Fleeting thoughts,
changing emotions
float on by
like smoke
disappearing in thin air.

Nothing lasts
except love
for when we love,
we touch that which is eternal
grounded in being
expanding into infinity.

We come into form
not for long.
We hardly notice
the hours turn into days,
days turn into weeks,
weeks into months,
months into years,
then we realize that all we really have is this moment.