Here and now

A world keeps moving; even at rest it's moving

A screaming sky, flock of feathers

Even perched on strong branches they sway

The wheel and its spokes forever moving

A world is for it cannot not be

In movement eternal nothing is held back

Moments can't be captured

A sun breathes, a heart beats

For all things long to be and witness their own being

Rivers flow and never cease

The ground buckles and it itself flows

And drought can only redirect what always was there

All for the sake of this moment:

Unending and moving forward, yet forever at my grasp

Moments can't be captured

Forever ten thousand things form and unform

And the moment is eternal.