A Moment of It

"A Moment of It"

In the 

rigid rock lines

of these enormous boulders

that are vertically splitting 

the sandy layered oranges

of history

that stretch down toward

the world 

from a heavenly blue sky

holds the endless elegant worth

of what these rocks really mean.

Hues of desert blues and pulpy purples

paint a backdrop of earth 

growing

and aging

inside a time 

we will never be able to experience.

Just the faintest hints of their essence of their scale

will be felt 

and only as a moment frozen

to time;

For we are not among 

these beings

but only here to witness them

in all their grandeur.

These rocks have eroded and changed

far more and beyond anything 

we could ever parallel,

Stoney beings existing

among another river of time,

dancing and lingering

with one another,

Experiencing

the seconds of eons 

flow past them

as they continue to exist

and things seize to be,

They stay in place 

as we flicker out of existence

and they continue to play

defiant to time,

They break the sky and create

in the cracks

the scenery of centuries

only for us to ever only see

just a moment of it.

-Armando Torres