An Island without shoreline
Whose only boundary is infinity
The same Island that is every other being
Who has ever existed
Who will ever exist
I capture a moment
In an infinity of moments
Preserved only for so long
As time will allow
Longer than memory, perhaps
A record of my existence
A deep breath
In place and time
Crossing
From what was
To what will be
From the holding on
Returning
To the letting go
Gnarled and frozen
In time
The crest which took
A million years
To break
I stand
On the exposed bar of sand
Close my eyes
And listen
For the wind
And the waves
And the shutter click
Counting out the seconds
One by one by one by one
Click open
Wait (tick tick tick)
Twenty seconds wait
Click closed
Repeat
I watch the universe
In subtle motion
While my camera freezes time
Though, could I see
The immensity of time
With the eyes of this still young Earth
Then peaceful moment lost
Turmoil and cataclysm of tumbling land
And in those eyes, what am I?
But a mote of dust
Lost to infinity
No life
No green
No creatures
Scurrying
(Or so it seems)
The Earth
Our home
Bedrock beneath
Space above
But solid ground
Spins us round
Cycles of life
Always turning
Pix to Words 