Catching the emergence.
Falling into the reverberations
of a rising tide.
Deep down in the Earth,
or from somewhere
far
up above.
Catching the waveform,
colluding with the coming cascade.
When the ground
rises like a wave
and the energy
of impact
is unrestrained.
Watch it all
get washed away.
Nevermore of everything.
Timelines twist
like weaver’s looms
bring twine together
into tapestries.
Broken and burned ends
get ripped out
and woven once again.
Touch the needle one time,
let the memory of that
sink in.
We were never meant
to live
in single intonations.
When we see the stars
we’re seeing light
millions of years old.
Dig the ground
for bones that show
things have been around
longer than we’ve been told.
Hearing the sounds
of change,
like a call that’s been on hold
for so long
we forgot we ever
picked up the phone.
Answers in the awakening,
but sleep always held open the door.
Travelling along
on the tide
is what we were made for.
All of this and more.
DJR – 2022
