Sky Song

This poem appeared as part of the Black Earth Institute's "30 Days Hath September" Project

Sky Song

Hear the sound of the age changing—

it is the refrain of yes

shaping new constellations

from the old stories

that scroll through our days.

Hear the galaxy hum of love—

the quantum is of the unseen

singing our names (when we

only know to say them) and scheming

sweet rhymes in the forth dimension.

Let’s get invisible.

Let’s kiss elisions.

Let’s get spirit naked

and play in the river of give

and good and mmmm.

Let’s dabble in destiny

and possibility

until we turn into songsters

who heal the holes

in skies and hearts.

Let’s hum in the night.

Let’s ring in the day.

Let’s write a new chorus

across the sky with contrails

of stubborn joy.

Let’s sing it even when it hurts—

even when the blood runs,

even when the fire burns,

even when.
Let’s.