It will all be taken

Love while you can. Embrace it now. For even this shall be gone.

We may set our stall against the declining of the sun, yet still it will set. I may promise you forever, yet this too shall be broken. Our wisdom, our folly, and everything we remember – forgotten. Now, our fruiting garden. Tomorrow, the desert.

What an invitation! To love like the finding of treasure, in the knowledge that it will all be taken. I shall worship your beauty in the temple of erasure. Infinitesimal flower. In the blink of eternity we may see it all. With our love.

Whatever small and fragile things we chance to hold, we shall, in time, be liberated from their weight. Therefore, love because it is nearer to surrender than the million vanities of striving and rightness; and when it comes time to let it go, then will our loudest fears be silenced. When all has been given, there is no score to be kept.

Because I have loved you, there is nothing I would not yield.