Scientists are searching for the reason for the end of the last ice age.
There’s never an easy answer, is there? Life is more than oscillations in
orbit, more than what is known. Another question sits in perpetuity behind
the next answer. Despite all of this,
There is a calm
Formed without calamity
A glacier long gone
Carved the space in between us
And I wonder what the water that surrounds us has seen before.
Does it know these mountains’ secrets? How much life has it
carried in its arms? Has it danced next to us before? Unsolvable
questions surely, and yet,
There is truth
In our sounds reverberated,
Dissipated amongst leaves
And silenced by expanse
What if there was no end? How could there be when we are here, floating in what remains?
Nothing ever leaves a place in its entirety. We are forever in this moment of time.
I find comfort in this paradox. We are nothing more or less than our contradictions,
but
Our verity is not disputable
Buoyant and material,
Fixed and pliable,
Permeable and impervious
I am not searching. I do not seek an end, but undeniable truths repeated
infinitely. What is known is within reach because you are. Life may be
more than what is known, but love is more than the unknowns.
A comet’s remnants shattered the dark night
That night.
You must not blink,
Our orbits met only then
And
Love is found briefly somewhere in time
In the space between
where collective breaths are held
you must not blink.
Love is no bigger than a grain of sand
Do not forget,
You must not blink
Or you will miss its fire
Close your eyes, dears.
Listen to my voice
When I say
Love is found here,
every time you and you and I are