Giants

Guttural sounds came up from the ground
Bellowing out and roaring around
The rules of the planet are changing
And the stars are sending messages
To the mechanics of the underworld
Rearranging the shapes of the seeds
And the roots and the flowers of things

Giants that shake the earth from inside
The quakes and the rattles all the
Cracks that come out hold a message
Much longer and stronger and purer
Than tiny human ant like minds
That can only concentrate and
Conceptualise how to do surface
Level analysis unlike moving the tides
Of the oceanic atmosphere or shifting
Revolutions of the days on Mars
Neptune or Saturn as the universe
Has the strategy to do the rumbling
Continues to shatter and jangle
A plan for a future the flesh
Cannot wrangle considerations
For what we pretend to control
Makes laughter for the Gods
Like jelly on toast no more
Powerful than raking leaves

Push your pennies around
Make your constable proud
Do the things that you think
Are worth doing if paperwork
And recording your silly decrees
On differently colored notepads with
Stamps and seals ignite your appeals
Go ahead with this

For the atomic energy of a nuclear
Existence that catastrophically outweighs
The bureaucratic persistence beyond
Even the ideas and concepts of our
Minuscule minds can conjure has the capacity
Of that which no creature crawling
On dirt could predict and derelict
Is the actuality of any vital creation
Or essence to be of importance
When nature expresses her gift

© GÄ

Mother Nature

Find yourself there
Instead of covered
Walking through the splendor
Against the ascending
Merciless moans
Some folks start out
Behind
Some folks start out
Ahead
No matter where life begins
It seems we all
End up the same
Perhaps in some
Quiet October
Baring humility
With leaves burnt orange
And pink red trees
We have no choice
Mother Nature
Makes the call
Even the hushed crows
Watch as the foliage falls
Enchanted expressions
There is no voodoo speech
To stop the universe
From whence its tracks
Will not be shamed
Tomorrow cannot boast
Snare not what shall be cast
Along the coast
On long winds tail
No bitter tea
Shall we drink less
Nor breath inhale

© GÄ

Love for Self

If ever I have seen
With the intensity of eyes
It is now

If ever I have
Been aware
It is now

I couldn’t ask for
A better place to be

The ambience
The dress
The success of nothing less
Than pure love for the self

More room for loving
That which draws
Surrounding

Even in dark paths

The sleeves
Slip up around
The angry bark
Of bitter delight

The leaves
Extending
Into the blue

A freedom tonic

As I blend so well
With tree

As we bend eternally
Environment exists
When we become it

Endless chance
And all that we create
Will now succumb it

© GÄ