Sometimes it’s tough to get going.
Sometimes the potential energy
just won’t reach a threshold for release,
until the seconds are groaning by,
and each tick of the clock
is the lifespan of a star.
Then, finally
– SNAP!-
We’re moving.
Feelings flooding,
images rushing past
faster than the mind can catch them.
Blurring, blazing, cascading.
Each jarring, stutter stepping
crash through obstacles
cannot slow
our limitless acceleration.
Faster and faster,
until each thought is stretched
across space and time
and we are in every instant
at the same time.
For the briefest of moments,
we can see everything.
Then finally
-SNAP!-
The instantaneous contraction
drags us back,
smashed flat
into our own time,
our own bodies,
our own minds.
Reeling from the journey,
the velocity of the impact.
It will be minutes,
or hours
before all of our senses return
from being dragged across the universe.
As each part of ourselves returns,
it bears with it some piece
of our journey.
A piece of our story.
Now we are ready to write.
HG – 2016
