Eulogy

an ode to what's
soon to end.
a eulogy
for the dying.
my calm face masks
the torrent of
emotions inside me,
a storm of
grief and doubt.

don't feel sorry,
not for me or
us.
not every tulip
bares the winter.
not every forest
can withstand a fire.

think of what was good,
what was right.
hours under
a black velvet sky
dotted with
diamonds.
your steamy car
on july afternoons.
miles in the frost,
arms around each other,
wishing the path
would go on forever
but anticipating
its imminent end.

an ode to the
millions of minutes
we spent together.
a eulogy
for its passing.
infinity is math,
a concept.
but reality has measures,
time spans.
and ours has elapsed.

the path has diverged.
in final conclusion,
say goodbye
and mourn silently
for what's lost.
but don't cry,
for what we had
lived a full life.