An Ode on Love

We moved so fast, that no-one sees
And should we see, no-one listens.
Time is our friend, never stopping
Time is passing, unto our end.
But – in the meanwhile –
Love is all.

Youth transcends here, all is beauty.
Should we see it, who understands?
Time is our friend, ageing is slow.
Time is passing, lets us forget.
But – in the meanwhile –
Love is all.

Spring has long passed, all blooming green.
Summer went too – but was it seen?
Time is our friend, now autumn’s here.
Time is passing winter’s near.
But – in the meanwhile –
Love is all.

We moved so fast, we missed the sun.
If we’d caught it, who is bothered?
Time is our friend, time for waiting
Time is passing, but it’s too late.
For – in the meantime
Love was all.

But while love withers,
Love never dies
Wherever it hides.