turtle egg moon peeking thru
blessing oceans and mountains too
rocking earth a lullaby
all the babies coming alive
moon reflecting a god like sun
or sharing love looking out above
even the watery clouds
drifting too
four headwaters in bedrock soil
now meaning a mountain with a severed spine and artery
pore mountain
born from the egg once
and again every new second
egg of the moon
soup we are in
turtle egg half moon nestled in golden silver halos
high up a vaulted gray and soupy almost morning sky
soup resting right on the soil of earth
surrounding so becoming
each oxygen breather sleeping
and not sleeping
soup we are in
from the earth loving flying chatter beyond hearing
all the way up to nestled moon
four headwaters in bedrock soil
now meaning a mountain with a severed spine and artery
pore mountain
born from the egg once
and again every new second
egg of the moon
rich to poorer poor to rich
soil
giver take taker give
soup we are in
turtle egg moon washing over a stream of small clouds
poised in the sky
like a blood full sex organ
once a bird flew into a wire and the hair of pore mountain burned
soft smooth touch
burning fire
fire seen and heard by old rock turtle egg moon
once a woman buried herself in ashes the bird made
seen and heard by old rock turtle egg moon
who will miss the bird and our buried daughter
pore mountain and turtle egg moon
rocking earth a lullaby
pore mountain and turtle egg moon
will give and take another beautiful lover
soup they are in