Anthropocene Moments

The door opens onto a stone passage. A white bird flies up from the water pooled on the ground. Distant bells ring old songs. He is tired. He feels the world slow and accelerate at once. A large beast shuffles across the crest of the hill. Could it be a woolly mammoth? He sees only its silhouette. He sits down in the dust. He wishes to speak with the gods. They seem far away.