Do Not Run From What Is Bright and Shaking

Do Not Run From What Is Bright and Shaking

I was dazzled so I fell
And it was then that my story began
You think you are gathering flowers
but really you are preparing to fall
away from the light

The loveliest flowerfield
is a storm-rattled ship
The story begins when the movement
of the ground becomes perceptible

In the story that this world will tell about itself
love is hardly mentioned

There were humans
and their lives were driven by a desire
for meaning within bodies
And this they called love

Even now the voice is speaking
but we can’t hear it as a voice