Into the Slipstream

Of the here and now

Sometimes a sudden clarity in the silence of our heart reminds us we’re woven through the fabric of the universe, immersed always in the spacious intelligence that gives shape to flowers while every moment passes through us.

We’re born like light from stars blown into the wind and given breath, and every moment’s written in the sky that brings our dreams and births the fleeting beauty of the here and now, every moment becomes nothingness and memory, like a dream we had of the life we lived while we were human.

So if we feel regret for all those moments we might have known, those hands we never held, those smiles we never shared while time just slipped away, we might remember there’s nothing to hang on to in this human life, but every life has value while we give our heart so love can know itself within us.

And meanwhile, here and now, seagulls screech and cry, enjoying the sunlight and the breeze.

Paul Mulliner 2023

I’m a writer and digital artist/animator based in London.

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