Eternity (a poem)

Today, I touched eternity

     this tree,

          or was it a forest,

          primordial rebirth,

     hand quivering with connection,

          energy transfer

          through spread fingers. 

Today, I held eternity 

     this child,

          or was it humanity,

          all present in one being,

     arms heavy under the weight,

          promise whispers

          through each coo.

Today, I beheld eternity

     this lover’s face,

          or was it love itself,

          who contains all things,

     eyes filled with tears,

          acceptance pours

          from her soul.

Today, I breathed eternity 

     this wind,

          or was she the spirit,

          who has always been,

     lungs expanding with presence,

          love courses 

          through these veins. 

  — bshivers