The spirit’s test if something
is worth its time is
“Can you hold it
in your mouth?”
like honey, a poem,
a song, a lover’s
release of love, mother’s
milk or other
forms of nourishment.
The rest is the unrest
of life, mere combativeness
or sport, un-home,
not rich enough
to be the uncanny
where we must live.
Our weird spirit
is an oral thing
bathed in spit.
spiritual
Spirituality
There is the power of prayer.
The power of silence.
The power of beavers.
Large, menacing beavers.
You forgot that one.