What moves us

Описание: There is a motion
beneath every thing,
a quiet turning
no one can command.
It lifts the seed
through dark soil,
folds the leaf
when summer ends,
draws the breath in,
lets the breath go
never once asking
our permission.
It is why
nothing remains,
and why
anything
ever begins.
We reach for names
time,
fate,
spirit,
chance
but each word
slides away
like water
through open hands.
It was breathing
long before language,
and it will
keep breathing
after the last
word
falls
silent.
It is not cruel.
It is not kind.
It simply moves.
And in the
long
wake
it leaves
we learn
to cradle
what we
cannot keep,
to open
our fingers
around
what
we cannot hold,
to stand
in the thin
doorway
between
what was
and
what
might
still be
and call
that fragile
space
living.
Every joy
arrives
only as a guest.
Every sorrow
stays
just long
enough
to teach.
Every moment
is a tide
that brushes
the shore
of us once
and never
returns
quite the same.
And still
we reach,
we build,
we sing,
we dare
to hope,
because
something
ancient
inside us
knows:
the passing
of things
is not
the death
of meaning
it is
the birthplace
of meaning.
We are
carved
by what
departs.
We are
widened
by what
arrives.
We are
carried
forward
by the same
soft,
relentless
turning
that drags
the stars
slowly
through
the night.
This is
the quiet
truth
beneath
every
philosophy,
every
prayer,
every
song
ever lifted:
Everything
changes.
And because
it changes
it matters.