309.
So we’re back with love and not much
else
greatest of all seemings unless you
fall in it
we’re back with love it springs us
forward
into the kindness of our only hope
the yellow of the rose
where no one lives and all love rises
to spell the billion stories that we
tell
all their theology old comfy car
Packard or a Panhard on its way
through the sky
all roads lead to home
that’s all you have to know
a little knowledge and some gasoline
smile brother you’re almost
there.
310.
Who threw the switch that made the
water come from hydrogen and oxygen
someone had to be the spark
is it you who look at me oddly
sometimes
as if surprised to find me there
beside you
who could the spark be but the other
we come from ocean but where did it
come from
who else is ripening down there now
ready to crawl out as we did and take
our place
asking questions of the howling wind
playing their flutes in the desert
and like us always trying to remember
where we came from and why?
