Beating heart blush out my blood
Then rest then rest then rest then rest
Cresting waves crash on my shore
Recede recede recede recede
Howling gale you lash at me
Then breathe then breathe then breathe then breathe
Universe you stream away
Return return return return
In life we fill then die away
In darkness our constricted iris widens
Our life , like a time-lapse nature film plays out:
We grow, we wilt
We bolt and quiver to life
Then stagger back to earth
Eaten up to live again
Everywhere this motif
As humble as the bloat in the frog's throat
Systole, diastole
Our beating hearts our gasping breaths
Onwards, always, our lives lived outwards
Filled at rest
