Eternity

The loneliness of eternity

Makes me thankful for mortality

For eternity is a sad irony

The briefness of life pitted against infinity

Comes forth victorious

For brief as it is

It promises wonder and joyousness

It is merciful even in sadness

For it assures respite from the sorrow

And though from eternity we must borrow

Time, the most precious notion ever realized

In living out our small days it is utilized

Eternity receives nothing, while we

Exhaust our treasured cache and cease aptly

Endless days would be the worst

While others come, then fade to dust

Eternity must be tiresome, bitter and cold

While though our life is short, we get someone to hold