From Nothing, storehouse of
The pure energy of creation,
A hint emerges. A glistening photon
Bursts into a rainbow of diversity.
Born as a particle of possibility.
Manifest in a nanosecond,
Pausing for less than a breath,
Eternity emerges in a rainbow of Light,
Dissolves into the blessing of Silence,
The pure weaving of being and non-being.
And so my life is spun
In the nanomoments of nanospaces
Within the universe of my 100 trillion cells.
Pure weaving, pure possibility, pure Light.
copyright: Joyce Hawkes 2005
