My energy rises when
Illuminated
By moonlight
And starshine
Mineral
Patina
Like coffee
And tea stains
I love the chutzpah of communities
Which plunk themselves down on the edge of a continent
That the sea has been ferociously taking back
Since the land was born
The sandstone
Began to rise
Some 200 million
Years ago
Leaving the water to carve
An infant, a toddler
The geological child
Of a mother, Earth, 4 billion years old
Time, and Nature
In harmony
But time itself wields no might
But for agents of change
Like the workings of nature and her creatures
To the rock, it seems just yesterday
It had been the sand
Gently rolling with the waves
As if you are there, at the dawn of life
Watching nature stir her organics
Casting upon them the spells
Which will make matter sentient