creation story

He makes the light and primeval oceans rapturous Word, but I have dirtthe ground chthonic underbelly sustenance of all. jewel-toned beetles cavern cathedrals slick blesmols. The translucent jellyfish elegant otherworldly bats. velutinous darkness see when close my eyes look out is what create—that moment descending into something unknownwith limitless possibility. Black calla lilies thick root webs lithe olms young coyotes with protruding ribcages.Before sculpt earthand atmosphere tooI try to enjoy this night remember sliver time before labor creation. loving crying walking through snow floating down like tiny newborn stars. waking up bright marmalade sunrise shining bathroom window whispering daytime moon. was a lover eating rabbit stewwondering how could rupture so violentlyso completelyand still move forward time.The old unknowing, not knowing unknown.On first dayI made starling then let its feathers become centerpiece highest worldglittering iridescent specklesletting undertones violet turquoise shine through.This(I thought)is skythe world's favorite quilt: as firmament.I rest tonight think about large-souled dayslike father taught me fishor picked bucketfuls fresh strawberries in springor flew gilded air on bicycle June.It no coincidence thenthat words soil soul are nearly identical sonic twinsseeing layers soullike stratigraphyread certain scales timeexperienceand past lives fossilized sentient sensual sediment body. strata run horizontal long thin snakes writhing bellies underneath skinvarying widthas some strands denser memory than others.This where will begin endin remembering these moments unknown beauty quiet grit.Underneath soul's many mineral depositsthe liquid core sends pulse bodyspilling blood an ecosystem veins. Here, at heart, shamewhich smells cinnamon—sharp harsh cathartic. Memory may be realitybut it bends melts worlds both known unknownpreserved our salubrious soils.I recall that am world unto myselfslowly dissolving untilat last burning center exposedand burns hot shimmers right erupts thousand pieces float meteors reservoir.On second make dirta luscious loam dense heart beats writhes fuels forward. It origin from which everything else flower grow without help, alone unabated. strong softfull sculptures sepulchres pools oil iron. create sandstone red summer cherries rough man's stubble, thistles.Worldmaking act grace pain anger patience love. birthing. trust body underworld subterranean. clay silt dirt sand. Within fleshy self iswhere secrets whispered sung. All things taken soft earth returninga homecoming invites new life transforming death. radical rejuvenated why mud spread over gives sight. A placed born anewmade supple slithering annelids.