I asked, what is permanence? You smiled and gave no reply. How am I to know the beginning from the end? You answered softly, there is no such thing as beginning and ending—we are constantly occurring. Everyone and everything is a work in progress. Are you a work in progress darling? I am no more and no less than you. We move in fluid motion—this is just another experience to learn from. I hold my hope tenderly in hand. It feels like a promise, though I do not know what it promises. I see the sun in my dreams, and lush green—the color of your eyes. Is it really waiting if we are still moving along? I suppose not. It gives me comfort, through everything. I know that you still love me. I do not claim to understand your actions, but I do know your heart. Until we meet again I will live life with joy and love. There is no beginning and there is no end. We shall meet again love.