Life Like Thunder

Life like thunder buzzes through the branches,

where a billion voices together sing

their presence. Their song is an avalanche

of memory; lives carried on orange wings.

Their voices crest and lull, and with them comes

summer: trees, grass, infinity enshrined

in long days spent beneath the golden sun

when life exists outside the bounds of time.

Yet time indeed goes on, and soon the sound

of loud existence dims to quiet close.

Where once was motion, now all movement drowned

as Earth spins ever onward to repose.

Remember this when it feels all too fast:

To listen in the moment is to last.