Brown and green and blue
they come some speckled
as with dust from the sun
Clouded some with fear
and wonder wicked some
with lies they have spun
Startled some to see
quite immaculately
a pairing that daemons
would shun
has begun
Brittle white and grey
and cold and folded
to the crust of the earth
Ribs and arms and hands
and heels and skulls
to feed the seedling at birth
Soaring then she grows
in a pattern that goes
from nothing into nothing
of worth
to rebirth
Who will seize the heart
to seek the part
that wonders
Who will seek to tell
to show the shell
that plunders
Who will rise
to know the spell
of earth
Two and two and ten
and ten are legs and
arms and fingers and toes
Ears and eyes and lips
and teeth and tongue
to think that somehow she knows
A liver and a spleen
as alike and unseen
as the races and races
of throes
she bestows
And you find it all
some vast appalling
sameness
As you move to find
your shell some kind of
lameness
With a very
different heart
in you
So you shed your feet
to rise to greet
the tender
And you shed your eyes
to realize
the mender
As a never
ending song
as you
