We are the Heavenly Beings
we have been waiting for.
Within the quarky spaces
of the most invisible places
the Beings of the Core soar
like lightening bugs on
the humid cusp of an
I can’t tell you when these Beings
decided to unfold out of
the bound seed of Infinity
because Time only exists here at the surface.
I just know that rippling waves of light
started to giggle
then the stomach of the universe
started to hurl its contents out of itself
onto the lips of you and me and they
tasted through you and me then there was
only One Heavenly Being tasting,
giggling, flying, walking, seeing,
feeling the seed become a heart
pounding, pulsing, fluttering, dripping
into the wound of creation.
Wounds when they heal
Wounds grow God.
It took a lot of courage for the Core
The Core erupts, emerges
from our mouths, through the sticks
of our limbs, breaking them into
something that flows
like a river dancing,
carving out a creation it can inhale
and exhale finally being
able to sense
We expanded into forgetting
We are coming in,
balancing upon a pin-point.
We bring a tender forgiveness.