“what a shame
to rush by the soft growing moss
and gentle giant cedars and trees
with gnarled branches
and centuries of stories
that can never be told
only felt through pulse
and heard through a soft heart

slow down, sweet ones
we are on a precious ride
take in the view
as we spiral through the galaxy
at speeds unimaginable
towards a mystery
that we can only glimpse
and revel in the magic of it all”