A myriad of thoughts flushing the soul;
A plethora of arms is being set up.
That forever is a mirage.
All shall surely pass away.
If only others knew of this temporal pain;
The pain on the side a yonder
After certain passionate unions.
There is an end to every beginning.
What euphoria warms the heart
When sweet dreams come true.
I wait with timeless patience
To behold the LORD’s glory.