Fresh slices of sunburst oranges surround the dough colored pancake clouds
While the lonely lonely moon stares down at the canvas of a new blue day
Earth’s oven bakes the dirt brownie ground heating into summer colored clay
And again the marble spins around breaking into the sound of human waves
.
The wet summer drips with relief knowing another day begins
And I breathe in the sunrise holding it in, eating it, and loving it
Exalting this sweet taste of so many beautifully dressed sunsets
I must exhale finally leaving myself for earth to dine on
.
Blood of man mixed with living time
Earth is drinking of man’s sweet wine
And dutifully we must gladly pay
Into such a beautiful plan- until we stop- we never pay
