Let us be aware of the time.
Let us imagine somewhere a clock that cannot be wound again, ticking. Let us imagine there is a divine number written on every step, every meal, every orgasm. Let us imagine the remaining number could be one, one hundred, one thousand. Let us, with this thought, love one another. Let us find in one another comfort for the time at hand.
Let us forgive one another quickly, knowing that our time is tedious and brief.