Did I not love you,                 The widest ocean,                   And I’ve been traveling,

Before this lifetime?                I have crossed over,                 Throughout the ages,

Did you not hear                     No boat did I row,                  Down though the pages,

My music in your soul?           But love to carry me;              Of history;

Did I not need you,                  I have been ever,                     Just for this moment,

Beyond forever?                       In constant motion,               This timeless moment,

And now I’ll leave you…         I have been needing you,      This wondrous moment…

Not for ever more.                   Eternally.                                Of you and me.

Could it be that you planned this moment from beyond forever?   Did you feel me in your heart before our spirits touched?  Did you see me before we gazed into each other’s eyes?  Did you compose this symphony I hear in my soul?    Can it be that our love—the essence of this moment—stretches beyond the ages: ever fresh and breathtaking?  And if love paints us across eternity; not just in the flower of now; then have you needed me beyond forever?  And, in some unfathomable way, have I needed you?  I wonder. 

Flowers die, the sun sets and winter creeps across the landscape in my world.  So in this moment my heart stretches out to grasp the timeless; to believe somehow the unbelievable: that I will leave you not forever more.  But all I can know for sure is that my love for you, overflowing the frontiers of my soul, is more than I can feel or say or understand, and eternity is too small a thing to hold or describe it.