Chemical Perpetua

The warm orb in the sky

Flips the world of countless distance and vague clusters

Into one body

Of whole round truth.

There is one you of you.

The path is common and readily mapped --

it’s our thousands old myths of one that ships men brave bound and homeward ground, one woman that silences the blood lust coliseum by her own hand.

The capstone of family that cherishes and grants each new addition

Regardless

Rests on what you are and will constant be.

There is one you of you.

It starts afoot in the details of the day red and black afire on clay

That burns through afternoons of neighborly

and how odd expert.

It runs and hides and wades in deeper than expected, the sound above ringing avocation.

The fluid below is, well, not solid.

Challenged to hold and find free and connected,

Gravity’s up and the moon’s beneath know

The desire and desire of sunwise air has always been true.

It is forever but only one you of you.