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.