In Hampshire in an autumn wood the squirrel I found that came to say hello
In New Hampshire life’s voices went rippling human joys and sorrows and
In Union Square I saw the sun painting the green leaves with photon-paints
Allwhere life is a song written and sung in many a form in many a rainbow
A rainbow it is always allwhere marking the same shape of life-expressions
It is always in units of atoms
Units of photons and of cells
DNAs RNAs and neurons
Always the same rises ee falls
Always it is the song of cells
And the Empire State Building raised a spectacle in Manhattan skyline as
The traffic lit the air in all its expressions in the evening and in Scotland I
Saw heather and hyacinth in Swansea the light and its spread the same
Light the same song written and sung in many a form in many a rainbow
And it is the same that drives us to strive to stretch to reach to risk to rise
It is always magnetic
Always electric and
Chemical and active
Biochemical it is as
It shapes the cell-rise
I saw grace in human faces in Prague in Granada in Dhaka in Rome or in
London Manchester or York and found moss on city brick walls and saw
Butterflies on squeezed in greens of tiny spaces in town gardens and saw
Waters mining for life poetry in silence music in the ferns climbing onto
The trellis of light heard seagulls’ cries as human babies in all-everyday
In everyday momentary miracles
I saw life’s rainbow biochemistry
Unfolding noughts in paperboats
It is always the same song of love
That never dies and forever lives
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Munayem Mayenin: November 07: 2015
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