There will be nothing in the end,
and that is everything
that ever was and will be.Yet what-is is sometimes
every bit as resonant and clear
as nothing ever could be.The philosopher of music
says to the musician of ideas
that what has beencan never not have been.
What-is will be what has been
soon enough, and thenits having been will sing
its silent song as long
as no one listens.
Robert Bringhurst, “For the Geologist’s Daughter”, in Everywhere Being Is Dancing: Twenty Pieces of Thinking