"nascence"
She found herself wandering
under a dark and starry night
with fresh air and a sense of wonder
in her lungs,
she did not know how she came to be here
but the sense of calm was all that she needed;
Looking up
she could see the primordial pillars of imagination towering
in the distant sky
against infinite glimmering points of pale starlight,
watching glorious clouds of creation hanging above
swirling and flowing as spectacular streams of light
move like rivers over the edge of infinity,
cascading every color of existence
like ancient waterfalls,
Roaming through gentle grass
and underneath the starways of the cosmos
she found her way to the Woodlock Grove,
a revered and ancient site where all fate
seems to converge for those not looking,
She could smell the antiquity in the air
of earth and trees,
the moss and browning leaves,
a serene sense of peace
overlaid upon her essense and she became one
with the wild and untamed,
one with the supernatural forces of the strange,
She began to see the history of this grove
and its purpose,
her eyes rolled back to white
as she began to hear the words of the mighty white pines;
living their centuries of existence
in mere moments,
seeing their sacred seeds falling
upon the forest floor
and growing into many tall trees,
Watching natural life bounding and moving
through the thicket
as their bodies stretched up toward the sky,
their arms reaching out into the open air
as small animals climbed through their branches
and birds lingered above on the tips on their crowns
singing their beautiful song;
and every few blood moons
would occur a strange phenomenon,
Strange beings moving silently through the moonlit darkness
shrouded in a vaporous haze,
some kind of being
that were evolved from some natural neccessity,
passing judgment upon the natural world,
allowing life to thrive in one space of the forest
while leaving death and sacrifice happen in another,
casting a balance she could never fully understand before,
but now somehow seems familiar;
These beings with glittering galaxies where their face should be
leave behind only a thin blanket of misty haze
over the ground
to prove that they were ever even there
in the first place,
She now finds herself
standing witness
with the white pines of this grove
to all the harmonious stability of its balance,
knowing now she has lost her corporeal form
and has become an ethereal entity,
Her essence begins to stretch through the woodlands
and into the beyond,
traveling through existence as a formless shape,
seeing many more things beyond
her previous comprehension,
she feels time through epochs and eras,
breathes in starlight into her soul and allows
millions upon millions of years to pass before ever
thinking of returning,
She travels through the starways
witnessing a grander scale of the natural order of things
so far beyond anything before,
her being stretching out into the cosmos,
dissapating into almost nothing
as her soul finally returns
and her eyes roll forward from white
realizing now in a tranquil moment
that she has died
and she can share nothing of what
she has learned
with her previous life.
She finally resigns all her memories
from back before all this
and says goodbye.
-Armando Torres
