A blue, hazy sky, unresistant to the
sun's imperiously blazing presence,
and a wind skilled at shifting relief
over energy-depleted limbs, exerted
through a vigorous morning foray
into beckoning woodlands.
A leisurely, yet energetic amble,
where we venture to be re-energized
by our direct confrontation with
all things natural, in brief release
from the din of the mechanistic
world of nature-spurning humankind.
Sunlight filtering through the leafy
canopy reveals a golden skein, a veil
of gilded particles shifting endlessly
through the warm, still air. This
gold dust of organic renewal swirls
everywhere, settles and rests,
infiltrates, and insinuates at will.
Yet without will; at the discretion
and direction of nature's purpose. Our
orifices receive the powdered elements
of plant life, even as all it settles upon
absorb its presence as the continuation
and very manifestation of life.
As we ourselves are constructed of
all the heavenly matter that we name
star dust circulates, is absorbed and
lends life its essence, in an unending
celestial continuum of birth and re-birth.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Gifted Elements Of Life
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