Impermanence
By Niall Twohig
Today the Sunset Cliffs taught me about impermanence. It said, “I am ever-changing. The cliffs you stand on now will be different than the cliffs your daughter stands on thirty, forty, fifty years from now. I will be called by the same name, perhaps, but I will be entirely different. Just as I was different for those who stood on me long before you were born. There is beauty in this change. Your generation knows a version of me not known by any other generation. Others will never touch that version of me. And you, small human, you will fade and crumble as this version of me fades and crumbles. You will cease to exist as it ceases to exist. But, for a time, your daughter will remember you and me as we once were. Maybe there, in memory, we exist despite our non-existence.”