02/23/2026
you won’t see the nature spirits
when staring at screens
you can’t hear the moon whisper
if you’re texting madly
you won’t catch the perfume of this moment
while chasing the next one, eternally trapped in the amber of digital fantasy
you won’t feel the kiss of stars
the spray of rivers
the scripture of eye contact
or the wet lips of hot lovers
when you’re swiping right into cold loneliness
there’ll be no space for visionary inspiration
if you’re too busy comparison shopping snapshot-fairytales on Insta-dream
i cordially invite you to
be here now
& brave the black mirror looking back at you
until you get to the bottom of that well
and find nothing but sun seeds
beaming bright burning light
that is none other than
love on FIRE
so...
seize the day...
reach out & touch, taste, see, smell, hear GOD
embodied & breathing & needing
all around you
while that precious borrowed heart is still beating
LOVE,
E. Bast
