Moments are made of eternities.
The story of a blink could fill a thousand pages.
A sneeze is made of a zillion atoms, in a zillions movements.
A single flap of a butterfly’s wing.
A single crack of a twig.
A single swell in a single wave.
A zillion atoms. A zillion movements.
Every moment of life is a magnum opus.
Did we really once believe we held the pen?