This magic moment

Everything is born from this moment where the dance of change happens. The dancers are creation and destruction. The old dies as the new is born, over and over again in this eternal recurrence of now. We call it change. We live in a world that has confused the branches for the root. Many have forgotten that all the branches are connected and share the same root. Let us forget no more, let us remember, and let us remind each other if we do forget. All is one in this magic moment