Yet More


Chained to Dust
you'd think the spirit
would move easily
like a wind weaving
through the spaces between
motes setting them dancing.

But it may as well be whistling
between electron cloud and nucleus
for all the motion it makes in this
relentless sedentary waste.

If the spirit moves the earthly shell
contains and constrains it
so that at times a hollow moaning
sounds--a whirlwind echoing in the void.

How could the All-Knowing
make such a marriage of eternal
and ephemeral?

[cayo hueso]

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