Giant. dripping gold, drops of blood
Into the azure stillness ocean
drops, fat like buddha’s tears, dissolving in the
undissolved expanse of of blue beyond blue.
—
Massive. clinging roots sunk deep
into the dusty stone strewn sky
grasping onto nothing secured or stable
seeking deeper into the melted core where
Nothing survives.
—
Thickness. bark, skin, and bones winding in agony
lost in directionless searching spreading wide in longing
until skin grows impenetrable and limbs grow fine
seeking, bursting free in verdant joy only to
transform into dissolving gold, drops of blood.
—
Not a crack, not a pore, not a crinkled broken leaf
not a churned stone, not lightining struck branch,
not a rotten heart, not the unconditional shade,
not the gentle wind song, not the decaying moldy crevasses,
not the golden sun emanating leaves, not the woodpecker holes,
not nothing wasted.
—
Dance your life like the cottonwood giant
bleed your song like the golden leaves into solvent expanse
make each step a thrust of every pore of being,
know each thought creating and uncreated
Let each taste burn, each smell saturate.
—
Greif and joy chameleon into each other
clarity and stillness, inseparable
fear and strength shape shifting as ….
separate and one not two.