ALL FADES INTO NOTHINGNESS AT LAST,
FADES fast, flame flame attracts, itself devours.
INTO Time’s vacuum hours suction hours –
NOTHINGNESS : the frame for fame when Past
AT journey’s end the Future meets to cast
LAST dies with Fate – which late or early sours.
ASHES CHILLING TIME’S IMMORTAL POWERS :
CHILLING bigot, priest, iconoclast.
TIME’S melting pot’s a plumbless well, repast
IMMORTAL, tasteless still, which overpowers
POWERS of perception, leaves life’s flowers
Lost and blighted ‘neath the blast, soon passed.
AND yet ... Youth’s fountain springs, denies ‘too late’.
YET Hope would prove fears dupes, Love knows no date !
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You got that right, my Friend...Love is unaffected by Time. Ahhh, to have the wisdom of the Now & the energy of the Then. Indeed, it is a perilous path one must walk when we lose someone. Still, they walk right along beside us, guiding us from harm's way. Beautiful, as always, dear Scribe. 
