Bewilderment and Bliss
The unmapped cosmos calls and whee, I’m off, gleefully accepting each invitation. So vast I am! And infinitesimal too. It’s...
The unmapped cosmos calls and whee, I’m off, gleefully accepting each invitation. So vast I am! And infinitesimal too. It’s...
Steady, it drums. But light, and lilting. A percussion that sings. And underneath I hear her chanting: All’s well, all’s...
When I hold a sunflower, it slides into my eyes comes into my nose, and my hand absorbs its essence....
The honeybee queen pipes her G-sharp pitch and secretes her pheromone that communicates the lyrics: All is well, we are...