The Celestial One Herself!

Ah, yet another

part of: Entirely At Random

by Madame Oracle

fear not the Body. It is neither friend nor foe
but struggling to live among the sinews climbing
like so many writhing vines
up the tree trunks of our spines to
the dark cave of the cranium where neurons laugh,
cry,
report pain and sorrow with as much aplomb as joy heady among the grasses
before the wind takes you up in flight
much as the sparrow might report
if the sparrow were a poet and you and i beings from another planet.