Ceaseless Orbit

Never a pause

In the fluid motion

Of the electric world



Everything from emptiness

Nothing is all we are

But we are still made

Of stars, you and I



No such thing as

Yesterday; tomorrow’s

Promise is ruined by

The eternal present



When life’s flimsy mirage

Is consumed by time

All that is left – if

Anything is left at all



Is the memory of

True unfettered ecstasy

Eternity is found in life’s

******* moments.