Nothing’s ever gained without some risk

And nothing’s ever lost that wasn’t loved.

So love with every ounce of soul you have.

For life is far more fugitive than love.

Though permanence is very real, indeed.

We are all immortal by our nature.

Just perhaps not the way you think.

Nothing made of any of us fades.

We’ll all live on perpetually, indeed.

We’ll become, soon, the heavens of above.
And never be without the ones we love.