I don’t need to look very deeply
Or with much intimacy
To know the beauty
Of every living being
Where every thundering wave
Takes me back
Ten thousand years
To a time before industry
To a time before capital
To a time before government
To a time before language
To a time before consciousness
To a time before life
Breathe life into my spirit
Bring warmth into my heart
Displace despair with optimism
Like the dragonfly caught
In amber
From a time
No words remember
Grandiose nature
Makes me feel
Very, very
Small
Like a dancer
In a deadly waltz
With blackness
And there take in
All that is
Spread out into infinity
There are stars
Beyond blue sky
Uncountable stars
And planets circling
Most of them, and
Some with moons like ours
Eroding, eroding, eroding
All which had supported me
Until I am perched
On a pinnacle
So that its setting
In all its glory
Becomes the tale
Pix to Words 