We linger in one another’s presence
As if minutes even hours can replace
the years that have separated us…
Yet we try.
The love that binds
us all, wound in affection,
Storied and often flawed
We love regardless…
I cling to our conversations
And our passing here
For with each passing year
Our time grows ever shorter.
But our love, this love yet remains…
Steadfast, firmly grasping on
To the times that make sense
The times, like still frames
Captured sentiment and warmth
That bathes us in its brilliance.
These moments are glimpses
Mere impressions and fragments
Of what we have yet to discover
In the great unknown.
Yet I know but one thing,
This lingering, the drawing close
Of heart to heart will never fade
Only increase as Eternity
comes ever nearer.
Pastor's Ponderings 
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