The size of the arc,
the span of life,
makes no difference

Sparks flittingly ascending,
stars ponderously wheeling
ancient pools, water-carved in rock,
a mushroom chalice

All these things
live equally intensely
through the exclamation of their being

All these things
can take you with them
All they require
is your seeing

©Wendy Mulhern
October 21, 2014