iv.

the city buzzes
with electric frequencies 
beyond comprehension;
yet, amidst the ceaseless
churning human sea,

a moment of stillness;
the world flows round 
you, and you are
absorbed by the flight  
of a single snowflake 

gliding towards earth,
by a mother on the train 
brushing back baby hair
with a gentle smile.
these quiet moments 

of presence,
observed through 
the jeweled lens 
of the Universe,
are strung together 

like sacred pearls,
counted by mortal fingers,
each a part
of the wholeness 
of Life eternal. 

lex