Dance of the mayfly,
storm of fire ants
beneath the jungle canopy,
thundering herds of wildebeests
across the serengeti,
bones of a stegosaurus
millions of years deceased
in some faraway world
on earth’s perpetual sojourn
around its parent star,
human journey through time
illustrious home of earth
generation upon generation
stretching from tortuous past
into an uncertain future,
star going nova within the
expansive cosmos
engulfing its planets in a
momentous release of enormous energy,
owl beckoning for the
fall of night
to awaken its predatory spirit,
mothers in labor all over the
this wondrous world
on the same day,
destined to perpetuate the species.
Life transient
Impermanent
like the passing breath,
like a singular beat of the heart,
gift of existence
exquisitely present,
surprisingly brilliant,
intensely felt,
momentary,
often blinding,
unsettling,
full of sadness
and poignancy
and joy.
Life bonded
to emotions,
forged by love,
grounded in consciousness,
imbedded in now,
shaped by myriad experiences,
haunted by shades of past and
shadows of future.
Yet, there is an
Intrinsic lightness to being,
that embraces the present,
created and extinguished
moment to moment
within the indefatigable
arc of time.
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