It will enable
you to contemn the world, and to overflow with praises. The
boys translate “waterfall” to “rain,” as if earth bled
clarity, unattached to rock. Each fold contains gravity, like a poet
of witness, falling. There's no use value in waterfall or witness;
both come after rain. Hold
your palms over
the ground, in
inverse prayer. Feel
the moist earth's
nuzzle. Hold until rain falls from
their crevices.
No dome of heaven is as fertile as your hands.
--23 December 2014
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