Month: October 2024

The sky cools, contracts —
so we push seeds into a fallow field,
and trust the ante and post meridiem,
the wax and wane,
the division of clock and calendar
and how it all adheres to solar rule.

(How would we live
without these shadows?)

All through the darkness underground,
unseen nurturance of the always-within,
always-beyond —
not higher,
nor holier —
but simply the atomic dance,
the interplay and shift
of no-thingness,
of every-thingness —

core of Being.
Gods, protect their hearts,
go deep,
restore what is needed.

Yesterday I doubted —
the signals all obscured.
I forget how to interpret —
to read or speak the words.
One bruise, and I get sicker.

All of the gods say turn it around,
but I hear them distantly,
behind the alarms and sirens.
There’s no way out, after all.

And the human counsel…
(“It’s the fucking patriarchy, darling,
and the terror of the earthly meltdown.”)

As above, so below.
As without, so within.

But the healing has to start somewhere.

So,
in the absence of a helping human hand,
we wear out our knees,
all we’ve left, pleas
for an intervening godly plan.