Readiness

The terrain on an ongoing chord from the clearly contiguous origin, circling atoms driven by everything they’ve been part of or close to, doors we’ve been moving through, at the root of fluid swimming cells, the circling billions of suns, millions of beliefs, and ten thousand sins, the peak experiences grandfathered in, orbiting with wild momentum, the work of protecting Earth for unformed light and its animal claw, the onrush, which soaks into muscular floors of whole disciplines, electrical convergence that is merging with current pulse in mind surviving in flux that flows along strings to the formless and formed.

In the ignition of light, the least indivisible stall and pulse of blood to the cells rests on the loose pack of clay and stone mosses, the rain forests spread between people’s yards, horses in blue extended senses, the scientific ancient air breaking in electrical fields at state-of-art autonomic depth, the melt of a peach in the mouth, feathering back as seeds thicken underground in mind with leaves combing power from time in the summer at peace with the terrible ocean of beauty, given this chance to live, broken with light or whole, as eyes touch and take the wave of a strand forward or back, into water following the slow heave downslope in uneven light splitting on prisms of cells, the comfort of brown bark, offshore oysters in the lull, as slippery rays fly across these future lands some uncountable eons from now, genetic inheritance with spear-tip readiness in the whole bolstering the prehistoric or present parts of ethical impulse in collaboration, the intricate means to ends we’ve embraced on half of the younger, which include high-rise hydroponic farms for common hunger where no one present could be denied the means of her survival.