This bulbous collection

of blood, muscles,

sinews, bones,

brain,

skin and organs,

sits as a

circumspect pool

of living water:

splattering along

and trudging

on an uncertain path

from emergence

in fertilisation and birth

to dissolution

in death.

 

With fleshly eyes that

look at stars

and exist from stars,

this body

reaches for life in a

tiny interval

of time

on the fragile

skin of a rock

spinning relentlessly

in the cold darkness of space.

 

Filled with desires

and suffuse with

urges,

this corporeal thing

treads the boards

of the world

as object and being:

feeling, depending,

connecting,

experiencing,

and being aware of itself

as a body,

as a sentient collection

seeping with mystery.

 

16/9/2015