Lands protected
grants grace
as futures bend
brains
in battles twixt light and shade
Sometimes, Someways
Granting grace
is the squirrel
the deer
the tree
the grass
in competing ecologies
like Mankind and Nature
and Industry and Markets
created through
-Sin and Gold
-Virtue and Love
in revelry of soil;
in embrace of hearts.
Futures bend
around needs
in Gordian knots
The river builds a levy
The elk makes trails
The beaver creates fish ponds
The plants make soil
Humans make villages apparently.
Brains
make thoughts
that train brains
in ways of thinking
like said river's levy
like plant's soil
or elk trails
in battle twixt light and dark
the chaos punctuates steadfast
but creates what we know to be right
though itself, chaos, be dreaded-
brings things for life
Sometimes, someways
expansion is mindless
and the grace of land flees
to seek solace in deeper waters
or deeper forest
or deeper time
like Neverwas
Surviving Progress
of competing ecologies
around needs
and ways of thinking
brings me to life
to seek solace in deeper waters