How could we know,
so young as we were,
that it would pass like this?
And it does pass,
faster than we know.
Each moment passes,
so enjoy each moment.
Enjoy the look of dawn outside the airport windows,
enjoy the murmur of small clusters of people ordering food
or consulting with airline agents,
conversing with travel partners.
The rhythmic regular click click click
of suitcase wheels across a tiled floor
punctuates the sussuration of conversation.
Admire the contrast of crisp blue light against white,
the aroma of the next fresh pot of coffee
at the vendor's booth.
Enjoy the image in your mind
of your lover welcoming you at your return,
the smooth feeling of silk on your arms and legs.
Know that it is good.
All will be well.
All manner of things shall be well.