The first step to the knowledge of the wonder and mystery of life is the recognition of the monstrous nature of the earthly human realm as well as its glory, the realization that this is just how it is and that it cannot and will not be changed. Those who think they know how the universe could have been had they created it, without pain, without sorrow, without time, without death, are unfit for illumination.
no clamor of mine will jar the sleep-mazed earth from its languor, unfurling blade by blade beneath this tenuous sun, our most patient of sentries. not today. hands cupped; a shrine for frailest joy, while it alights. growth carbonates the air. delight scribbles frissons within body and upon/amid/atop Self, as first sips, then draughts are welcomed home.
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
“You owe me.”
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.
You had this expression on your face, like you weren’t quite sure you were supposed to be on Earth.
Gaia is a tough bitch — a system that has worked for over three billion years without people. This planet’s surface and its atmosphere and environment will continue to evolve long after people and prejudice are gone.
The soil is the great connector of our lives, the source and destination of all.