A Waking Dream of Living Soil
I had a dream of living soil
Hands twined within
Black
Moist
Humus
Seething with nematodes
Bacteria
Fungi
Holy Communion
Between Life, and Life, and Life.
Her touch tickling my skin and
We, wrapped in an embrace
With
Our lover, our home,
Tierra.
And as we gazed into
Each others’ universes,
We fed ourselves
With eternal bodies
Transubstantiating from bacteria
To human
And further on,
Into light, carbon,
And water.
I awoke
Pressing my fingers against flesh
In need of sunlight,
Water
Bacteria,
Nematodes
Fungi
How I longed to
Dance again
With the grace
Of Living Soil
Beautiful!! Yes yes yes!!!
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