An eternity in a moment affords the chance to observe
the fleeting things
with the careful eye of a gazer.
A cloud, in nature’s wondrous way,
is a temple of an instant
which levitates and pulses, disassembles, and in fine felt-threads of vapor
stitches together the foam of roaring time.
They become forms which the human mind,
granted audience,
may see but once, and nevermore.
