impossibility

We find as we drift through life, that the impossible tends to stay impossible. For a brief instant, in the held breath of the world, sometimes the possible takes over.

Before the moment of longing the oceans escape, the land drifts away and nothing will ever be as complete again.

Right on the verge of everything. In the beginning of times, and the end of nothing. The world was met with emotion. The land was met with rage and before the moment of longing, the ocean escapes. The air screamed out in pain. All had to learn how to meld into one, how to allow each to react, to feel, to be. While still being one with themselves.