Golden spurs
In cascading purple fractals.
Bubbles
In boiling velvet-green mud.
A diamond carpet
Pierced by frazzle and flutter.

I peek through the frame.

Rushing, bumping, turning, twisting;
Swirls of orderly chaos
Sweep me into frozen space.
Captured in vibrations
Of timeless perpetuation,
I slip beyond.

It has always been.
It will always be.
Stillness in motion.

Tranquility's finest oddity.