This is it.
This is Power.
This n-o-w.
Bubbling up from the Earth, it springs.
Radiating our from the sun, it burns.
Feeding my body with its vibrating pulse, it emptys.
I soak in
the nothingness.
Bookended between all that came before
and what is to come, the distant hum of time plays out.
Tickling my senses,
I stop
and notice.
--CHC
