The essence

The essence in moment when time stills

The arrow moves back and forth in an instance

In the Cambrian slush and eternal engulfing Siberian traps

In the birth spell of matter and fading light of extinction

Catch the rhythm of breeze

The spirit will commune the loss and fondness

Wait.

Wait for the generosity of nature

Reveal the breadth and depth of this that you can

Probe the will of all that exists, and will exist

While you are

Embrace the universe