When does thought supersede Being?
When the heart’s speed deviates
from Rhythm’s universal beat
which sets the pace of Space
with certain duration and periodic stress.
We think we know best
and reset Rhythm and increase stress.
Too soon upset Rhythm brings cessation
instead of renewable creation.
Wind warns us in no uncertain terms
as she increases the beat of her storms.
With greater force Wind pounds her beat
against every shore, her reverberation so strong
Wind pulls Ocean up and along
where Wind’s new beat covers the skies
with Oceans cries, drowning our own.
The rhythm of Being streams in downloaded scenes
of mountains buckling under Tempo’s fall
while Desert spreads where Tree once danced
in the stately rhythm of ages past.
Discordant sound is now all around.
Too many simply turn up the sound.
After the last dance who will there still Be
to turn the lights back on so we can see?
When does thought supersede greed?
annarino writes 