part 3: The hearth and the heart In vitro, and god saw it was An art to inhabit the steppe To hunt horses from horse back bite through dry meat And caress with callused hands Callused feet, said Fill me the earth with people And man gave him; ballet dancing And phones.
part 2: A storm whirls snow from The roof of the yurt And god saw that someone had built an abode in there To separate from the cold The heat. And god loved it. And hovered above the yurt A bright wheel A star chart he wanted to see
I love your video - wrote this little poem in response :) God came to man first in a yurt he suspected light, moved In over the dark and cold plain His tentacles tickled the flea in its round cell, Come out of your round cell He coaxed with the buzzing of flies in July The world Fresh and cold in cell stadium There is no memory among the sperm only a light Reflected upon the ocean And the cold hurt. ...
NAMASTE AWESOME THANK YOU ~ * *~
nightgrooveruk 1 year ago
biniways23 2 years ago
biniways23 2 years ago
biniways23 2 years ago
i would have to agree with jonathan
mandibulsara 2 years ago
I've never been so confused and delighted.
jonathan4bama 2 years ago