Untitled beat of a heart

“We are like newborn children,
Our power is the power to grow.”  
Rabindranath Tagore  
   
..  
   
sky composes a  
thunderstorm  
in the atmosphere  
overhead  
   
water droplets freeze  
on contact  
with condensation  
nuclei  
in cumulonimbus clouds  
   
strong updrafts  
freeze  
into hail  
air trapped  
within  
forms into  
fingerprint like  
patterns  
of rings  
within  
rings  
   
too  
heavy to  
continue its  
heavenward  
climb  
descends to  
pelt my  
house  
   
roof drums  
windows rattle  
pellets  
clack on the  
pavement  
   
i  
leap  
to my  
feet  
gaze out the  
window  
begin to  
dance in  
spontaneous  
glee  
   
focus  
shifts  
inward
to memories  
of  
tallahassee  
   
hypothalamus  
yields the floor to  
hippocampus  
neurons in various  
brain sectors  
fire to  
recreate  
the scene  
like playing  
music  
from  
sheets  
   
..  
   
a quiet  
night  
until the  
stink of my  
attempt at a  
romantic dinner  
drives us like an  
exorcism  
out of the  
apartment  
just as it begins to  
storm and  
hail  
   
nothing to eat  
except  
peppermint  
patties  
which she  
tears into chunks and  
shoves into her mouth  
chewing with  
embellished  
glee  
   
hail  
hammers  
the tin  
porch roof  
rain  
pours  
through  
holes in the  
overhang  
i make a feeble attempt to  
plug  
with my fingers  
one gets stuck  
   
she laughs  
we’re soaked  
i trace my finger  
gently  
down the bridge of her  
nose  
and honk it  
   
her laughter  
stills  
her eyes  
well  
with desire  
my mouth  
descends  
upon hers  
   
air currents  
collide  
thunder  
threatens  
one free arm  
around her  
shivering  
small and  
lost  
in each other  
   
..  
   
river of the life  
stream  
flowing  
ceaselessly  
from void  
to conceptual  
reality  
beset  
by the  
calculus  
of manipulation  
emancipated  
by the  
disposition  
of intention  
   
concept flowing  
into  
defined  
parameters  
knuckled  
fingers  
clack  
to record  
upon the physics  
abacus  
   
neurons firing  
answering  
chemically  
across a gap of  
synapses  
   
electrons passing through  
infinite possible dimensions  
schrodinger’s  
simultaneously  
alive and dead  
cat  
quietly  
awaiting  
   
heisenberg’s  
uncertainty principle  
wave spread  
rings within  
rings  
increasing  
in time  
   
black holes  
speed of light  
curved space  
time slows  
mass increases  
immense gravity fields  
photons  
both  
frozen  
in time and  
devoured  
in a millisecond  
witnessed  
separately  
from the domain of  
light  
and the domain  
beyond  
the event horizon  
   
the observer  
at the central  
foci  
within  
the nucleus of the universe  
where linear  
division  
from  
the observer  
beyond the bounds of  
cosmos  
retains no  
illusory  
reality  
and all that is  
material  
is  
packets of energy  
solid as neurons  
electrical  
firings  
recreates  
a distant  
memory  
   
all within the beat of a heart  
   
..  
   
“When I die I shall soar with angels,  
And when I die to the angels, what I shall become  
You cannot imagine.”  
Rumi