25 September 2024

Guardians, wardens, observers, watchers, beings, persons—
each one with its own unique personality.
Some harder and crustier,
others seem softer and lighter.

Fire and water,
made to differ,

a unique gateway between there and here,
manifesting here something of what is there,

giving us,
blessing thus,
with a glimpse,
a moment.

Words can only take me so far;
the experience carries much that is unsayable,
the reaches of the ineffable.

Just a moment with a vague feeling,
just a glimpse of a certain emotion.

What is the 't' in front of here?
What is the 'e' in front of motion?