57. Drink the sky
As if there could ever be two!
The sunshine coursing in my veins
is the void beyond the stars. I
am you and the ground
is us
As if there could ever be two!
The sunshine coursing in my veins
is the void beyond the stars. I
am you and the ground
is us
‘I am the ground of your pleading.’ Were the words growing from the earth in that birch yearling?
Life’s worldwide web… is each human body no more and no less than a cell in the body of the living earth? A self flowing through time, channelling energy, matter – a shape-shifting body and mind?
Let your I AM be a response to his
flame at the centre of your being
inviting you to be yourself.
The last breath escapes. Flesh goes up in smoke; bones are ground down. Scattered ash under yew tree is covered with fallen leaves. Bones deeper down, still whole, are entangled with roots. A headstone points to the sky.
Breath. Oxygen in. Carbon dioxide out. Chlorophyll captures the sun. Rice grows in faraway hills. People harvest it, thresh it, sell. Wind drives a turbine; wires carry energy. Water piped here from Wales boils spinach and rice. Food enters the tube my body is built around.