Aether

We think of air as emptiness,

Denying our medium,

Ignorant of fluid dynamic wonders,

Blind to forces that influence and define

Every aspect of our lives, submerged

In atmospheric juices, swirling

On an orb of gaseous liquid.

Smooth gradient through elemental states,

Matter merely a density, vibrational frequency,

The electro-chemical magnetic dreamscape

Of our jeweled Atlantean aquarium.

All is made plain in observing Her,

Those fluttering undulations,

Dancing as energetic echoes

Suspended and flowing

Consciously through all we know.