the earth of the heavens

people forget the heart
that stirs the blood
that shares our steady breath
--we think only of our minds
with our minds
but forget our belly
that rules as sire
--of our thoughts but
with only thoughts,
of ourselves, with only ourselves

ah, such masters of oblivion!

our every vision
tirelessly conquered
with stakes of names
supplanted on entities
upon boundaries
rhythmatic that weave
harmonic intervals
that either build the walls
of paradise or enforce
the dissonance of hell

our thoughts forget their origin
as we forget our origin
as our heart beats steady
to our breath in cadence
upon the earth,
of the heavens
amen