From Below

Church in the woods
law in the trees
civilization
coming down in sheets of cold rain
literature full of insects
art of grass windows cut
out of stone right into our
minds.

Soon comes the change
from new to always
underneath
superficial shapes and myths to maintain
percolate the princely powers
natural elements
invincibly elevating into
gods.

Inside our bones and faces
inside clay for bricks
vibratory power
evolutionary tracks
leading to our last day on this earth.

Tracking like dogs do, nothing
hidden, our noses pick up
heavenly symphonies
solving the ancient puzzle
bidding us rise and be
larger than just
living dust.

Fire in the hearth
heart of the home
burns down to vitals
down to what will ever remain
infinitesimal battles
between social and
familial coming up
divine.

Inside our bones and faces
inside clay for bricks
vibratory power
evolutionary tracks
leading to our last day on this earth.

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