Let there be, and there was.
At the center of all things, there is Light.
I am, you are creation consolidated in
one breath of time. We are every
mountain pointing to the sky,
every eagle riding wind currents
in the Rockies, every purple lilac
filling the valley with peaceful
fragrance. Exteriors provide identity,
uniqueness, but inside, the musical
notes are all the same, intricate
mechanisms identical. At the
deepest center of myself where my
first drawn breath still moves
with the rhythm of my heart,
there is a pinpoint of light, the
linchpin of life, the place where
the moment of myself becomes
a miracle. So for you, my friend.
So for you, my sister. So for you,
my brother. We are creation
contained in one click of the clock.
Let there be light,
and there was
and there is.