Tuesday, September 23, 2014

After the Lacuna and the Lagoona

The Godhead
Trust it
For it is thee inspiration of Nature
That flows through Universes
Speaking volumes to the turtle and hare
Bound up in the annals of time
And perused by every generation
Since the big-bang.  At times creative,
And others restful
Nature in all its diversity: liquid, gas
Matter and spirit: trees, fjords, glaciers and temples
Palaces, castles, tents, and mobile homes...
Speak in tongues inaudible
But louder than the robust echo of stars or coffee

Where then is this that gives voice to Nature?
It is your competitiveness, that takes it for anything.
It is your humanity, that gives it anything.
And it is inspiration that would learn this,
To fly amongst glowing balls of gas scattered and rarefied.
If you don't believe me, just look to the One!

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