Irreducible?

The weather beaten,
Rough and smooth texture,
Mixed with the sands of time,
And waters of many an age,
Vibrates, splits into naught,
And slowly, drift to the source.

The beautiful, the reddest rose,
Unfurls, and shows its vitality,
It unleashes all its aroma,
And diffuses, into nothing.
It glows, and bathed in light,
Fades away, into the source.

The flowing waters, on flourishing land,
The deepest blue and the muddiest green,
Flows across the sloping land,
Life in it dwells, a harbour of wonder,
But it moves, unanimously, and vaporizes,
Leaving nothing behind…
But barren land.

The land, the medium of thriving life,
The rich-green grasslands and the barren cracks,
It shelters; above and below.
Life to life, it ever consumes,
To the dust, it finally returns,
It like the earth, sunders,
Beyond, the dust, the atoms,
And move on, to the source.

The suns, burning all the helium,
Emitting light, arousing hope,
It radiates the energy,
It returns the life,
Gives a vibrancy to life,
Slowly; it stops, it expands,
But doesn’t explode,
Suddenly contracts,
Fades, moving to the source,
The galaxies, above, the heavens high,
Signs of life, signs of matter,
Containing everything and nothing,
It empowers, energizes,
Dwells within each atom,
Slowly it vanishes and it all disappears,
Yet drifting into the source.

The atoms, the energy, the vapours,
Of matter, drift apart,
Re-cling together, in mass expansion.
Then converges, around the Source,
Becoming, infinite density, no volume,
And suddenly;
It begins again.