ALIVE

The impulse to be ALIVE

In this box of matter

Created from before time itself

Pulsing here now in beats, In repeats

as if there is no purpose

Yet to throb & pound on the ground

from whence we came, upswelling

Indwelling great Mystery of spirit

In vibrations of belonging

to ALL- that-is

Squeeze-release heartbeat

In singularity of burst, put forth

thrusted out from the whole

Yet belonging to ONE

like a note belongs to a song,

individual yet not separate

A surge to be ALIVE in this shape of

bones & flesh formed on the dreams

Of another pulsation, the great Mother

Who’s cadence crosses space continuum

Thumping and pumping

the life force energy

The pulsations to be ALIVE at this time

Drumming beats—

In echos of both past and future

What greater purpose to be ALIVE

at this time, in this place

Here now, spurting, metering, flowing

rhythms of an ever evolving orchestra

Heard uniquely in each of our hearts

Danced joyfully in taps of our bare-feet

Played universally through all of time

Oh to be ALIVE, again today

For this one more day, we pray