As I look into her eyes,

Noticing the reflection of her soul,

I fear the worst has yet to come,

When our gaze will part,

When our hands will lose touch.

How fragile we are,

How ephemeral our lives,

When mother nature decides it all,

When the violent rain and hurricane winds

Let us know how little we are,

How defenceless our actions that we deem great,

How petty our disputes and quarrels.

As I look into her eyes,

I see the vision of it all,

The sunset that is forever lost,

The moon that has gone away,

The stars that evade my touch.

And as we lose all that we have,

As the inferno gathers pace,

I say “thank you,”

I treasure the moments that we have had.