One died. And those I loved 

Seemed suddenly made

Of a few seconds of eternity

Spun into a fragile caccoon.

The bead of all the hearts of all mankind

Is so nearly nothing,

Swallowed in the endless curving space,

A stubborn assault against oblivion.

I too will fight

I match time against time

This happiness, this pain, this loved and lovely sight,

This now becomes forever.