one

did we come into this world?
or did we come out of it?

were we not born of it?
the stuff of scattered stars?

the story of the universe
written in our skin, our scars?

what if we saw ourselves as
more nature than human?

birthed by the earth

fed by the sun

billions
of unique
expressions
of one

bloom

the flowering
of clouds
in a turquoise sky

my lover & i
stand
on ancient shores

yet it is
each other
we most wish
to explore

his playfulness
his wisdom
nourish
like the sea

in his presence
there is 
a blooming
within me