The Accent of the earth child

Falling threw infinite spaces
As love interlaces these blooming memories
They usher forth like rivers of nectar gold
And as they unfold my cosmic being
I witness the tree bloom in spring
The yagdressil the yagdressil
Infants of men dance
They dance in a care free romance
They rise they fall a swirling tornado of heat
And light unfolding, unmolding they're essence
Until they are but fireflies bright
Unfettered unbound pure ecstatic blooming prana
Flowering forth like newborn candlelight
Each unique each endowed with greatness
Flying threw darkness spinning whirling
They interlaced and merge
Seconds become days
Minutes become eternity
Laughter ushers forth it rises to a deafening symphony a galactic orchestra of celestial immortal jubilation I stare as I witness the children of man explode into a blinding atomic unfolding supernova of all that is
All that has been and all that ever will be
Then only silence and as the sun goes down I transcend being

A poem by A Herdman