The Everything

1.      
     
World      
     
Driven by the forces of love, the fragments of the world seek      
each other so that the world may come to being.      
~ Pierre Teilhard de Chardin      
     
Neither can be contained by man; wind and waves.      
In the midst of their calm pleasantries we delve      
as Spring lovers upon the landscapes of their skin.      
We spread our checked blankets and shed bathing      
suits to skinny dip; eat of grapes and poetry      
under the cool spray of their conjoined breath.        
     
They sustain us through their touch despite  toxicity      
we  force down their throats: Off-shore barrels,      
funneled exhaust of blackened smoke.  We smile      
and laugh, read Wordsworth and Keats, their  bodies      
tingling upon us  from the depths of their contentment      
pooling in our lungs as screams and pores as sweat.      
     
But sometimes they grow impatient with subservience.      
Become frustrated by the constraints of nature and man.      
In their rebellious longing they become perfect storms,      
opening themselves one for the other in the briefest      
of moments despite consequence. They plunge upward down,      
and no Earthly force can prevent their communion.      
       
We hide from their power within safe distances.      
     
2.        
     
Water      
     
“I am never alone wherever I am. The air itself supplies me      
 with a century of love."  ~ C. JoyBell C.      
     
When I am lifted by you, turned inside out and pulled up-      
ward, heavy pressure is shed. I become  a many-colored      
bow of promise spread across the land.  Hundreds of miles you      
lead me within dark swelling clouds gathering kin so that I not      
be lonely before releasing reverentially upon the withered to      
nourish  seeds that will grow strong as corn;  light  as wheat.        
     
We feed thousands of needs, and I am always accompanied      
by a pooled solitude of knowing in your presence around me.      
     
3.      
     
Air      
     
Thousands have lived without love, not one without water.      
~ W. H. Auden      
     
When you open and pull me into your basin I plunge between      
movements of your whirlpool.  Sediment becomes an Oklahoma      
dust wall pushing your depths of stagnation. I muddy your      
waters so ancient secrets surface and you experience magic      
in blindness and bestow freely of yourself. I surround each      
particle of your element with two parts of myself so you will      
feel brave even in your deepest undercurrents.        
     
When I dissipate I shall leave part of me inside you, rising upward      
you remain the calm within the storm of patience until my return.      
     
4.      
     
Everything      
     
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.      
~ William Shakespeare      
     
Our hopes weep from the safe distance of their resolve.      
    
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