111214 cleansing

November 12, 2014

life must persevere
a Storm of Life will never
come into existence

until life departs
only Living Death remains
we have Nothing left

perhaps then it comes
all-consuming Storm of Life
Nothing bears witness

before it departs
nature has supreme power
returning to life

110914 horror

November 9, 2014

in the void between
life and death lurks a Horror
some call Living Death

neither live nor dead
a mutual rejection:
life of death of life

Horror from the void
feels nothing, thinks of nothing
but endless Hunger

some wish for this fate:
immortality within
fear of life and death

forever Hungry
never satisfied of need
upsetting balance

a Storm of Nothing
feeds on life and death alike
expanding the void

spreading the Hunger
when trying to escape it
Nothing brings the void

shrinking the margin
draining life from death from life
where Nothing remains

raging Storms of Death
feed on Living Death and life
giving back to life

welcome death with grace
when life succumbs to Nothing
death restores balance

life must seek balance
between two of its Horrors
or life will vanish

life must embrace Death
over the Storm of Nothing
or life will vanish

110314 living death

November 3, 2014

seeds present themselves to me as the unborn children of trees.

all life has intelligence, much of which we civil remain
too ignorant, too arrogant, too afraid to understand.

as a result we fail to see the full spectrum of life
coexisting with death to bring us biodiversity.
everyone’s life depends on the deaths of others.

a question lingers in my mind, asking me
whether we civil can live, kill and feed ethically, and with respect?
this question includes, but far transcends, matters of diet
to encompass matters of domestication and Living Death

and explains in small part why i strive
to give thanks for everything supporting my short life
a list that includes, but far transcends, appreciation
for food, water, air, shelter, friends and family
for every word spoken and heard in between every breath.