Our final moments together may be unknowable, but they are indeed appointed. Our last foray into the wilderness has (no doubt) already been ordained.
I dearly need to see you still, to warm you, to take my place next to you, even as our ancient bodies grow unwieldy and coarse.
And much like in those first few moments together (so many years on), we again find ourselves carried into a place both timeless and fleeting. Only this time, into a port, and for a season, where two are welcomed but only one will stay