There's life running all around me,
The peaceable caretakers of genetic code,
God's true scripture, speaking the universe.
I understand none of it.
Above the blue shelter of our sky
All is black, All is rock, All is fire
And here on earth, our soft-bodied earth,
the fire burns off into light:
only lost galaxies held within eyes.
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