leathery, thick skinned
moving deliberately
across the verdant face of Gaia
aligned to Earth and Sky
to wind, rain...growth
cycling, circling...
living, surviving, reproducing
did we grasp
the slippery sweet ever widening spiral of simplicity-
the layered, fleshy textured , multiplicity of Existence
could we sense in that now
the deepening frailty of All
with claws dug firmly into black soil
we gazed upward
at the setting Sun
watching the celestial dance of eternity
as the Stars chose their partners
each pairing and parting splayed brilliantly upon the inky canvas
faces reflected in the shimmering
fertile undulating surface of crystalline Pleroma
bodies cast off back to the planet...
nutrient rich, memory filled minute flotsam and jetsam redistributed and rebirthed
Wondering...
would we
remember awareness
of when we were dinosaurs...
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