we all rise and fall with the calling
long after lives are lived and ambition becomes compost
the vibration continues
energy mingles with the surrounding atmosphere
giving ghostly haunts a place to reside
on the edge of sanity and the shoreline
when the tide is out far enough
and the stars shine without moonlight
from the precipice of an river inlet
one can see the flat earth
and spin infinitely, a cosmic dot
recognizing itself as forever
part of everything –