Process

The mechanics of experience described in a moment.

When some fiber of being is formed,

As abundance overwhelms design,

In the crevasse there is a new infinity,

Within darkness a new beginning of time.

Universal truth, who can it find?

Universal struggle, who knows it not?

As knowledge of being keeps evolving,

In the experience of remotely possible charm.

And is it the remotest possibility that fuels us?

An essence of time's most pressing concern,

Growing weary of continuous annihilation,

Seeking more stable ground for ambition's return.

A path only requires a to and a from,

Cardinal directions of purpose are sought,

In rightness a truth is oft discovered,

In arrival, a confident history is bought.

Now economies of time are revealing,

A motion towards what was always concealed,

Where future is continuous perception,

With each moment a change is congealed.