tapestries of nature

life breaking through the waves;    
tenacious life, moving throughout the world    
weaving tapestries of nature’s own dawn  
provisional shame in lustful gain of contemptible men.  
thieving from the night sky – her thunder lyre and song,    
their jackets of fear made delightful and holy  
begging to stop the pain in promises of death.    
all forgotten in nostalgic charm; lest we forget    
alas we draw a breath of celestial calm    
   
one thousand years of celestial breath  
count the days, then count one billion gone.    
It’s all there in the nomadic plagues    
all halting the year you were born  
the seconds are all there and accounted for    
in the grains of sands that Gilgamesh bore,    
for you are ageless and walking on water    
only one second before you go under; alas a breath is drawn.