Once upon a now
our story is being told
urgency and creativity
were not just
for 13.7 billion years ago
Every moment,
wordless poems spiral out
of each living and more than living thing
even silence
sings
And how does it end?
Ask the cricket,
the priest, the night
the only answer:
I don’t know
How exciting!
*Emergence is a universal power that acknowledges how the universe is not just a place, it’s a story–irreversible and ongoing.
I like what’s here but feel a longing to hear a few of those stories “spira[ling] out”
of those living things, at least some suggestion of the arc of a story, something more laden with detail than that “silence sings.” It feels like the poem ends too quickly, as if it’s been silenced! And once more, a very curious image. Lovely.