A gentle whisper’s running through the arctic;
timeless, yet in time.
A calming drone’s pulsating in the arctic.
Wisdom of the whales.
A song is floating all across the arctic;
transferring back to good:
Life of all.
A whirling wind meanders through the arctic,
in and out of time –
fabric of the aeons, and their heart.
A tender breathing washes through the arctic.
Prophets ride auroras.
Eternal voices sing life in the arctic,
A whisper wavers through the arctic.
Stillness in motion.
All is well.