Fleeting Thoughts Poem by Thomas Austin

Though fleeting thoughts constantly cross my mind,
I have managed to capture one:
How rare, how scarce the sparks of love ignite
To brighten our lives with someone.
As our love burst into glorious flames,
The light guided your soul to grace,
Only to return to your chains
When you traded my love for a blank space.
And here, as I think on the wasted time
We could have spent growing in Christ:
The lines of our lives would have rhymed
If you had stayed and let God's grace suffice.
Just as your love, this fleeting thought has gone;
The chance is lost, one must move on.