This, this is all there is.
This breath,
this moment–
the ambiguity of searching,
the exhilaration
of discovery,
this experience, this
here, this now, the finite
boundaries of infinite trajectories,
myriad possibilities pulsing in each beat,
in the dreams we dream
when we dream, the moments
when we wake from the oblivion of sleep
to find this is still here–
the ambiguity,
the exhilaration,
the possibilities,
and the dreams.
This, this is all there is.