White Biocentrism

Eyes closed trail-edge I touch a humming leaf, then the tree
and coaxed by cryptic signals scale destiny
beyond the crawling wall of sight and sound misting past
and present, vault thoughts lightning cast
in air-pooled, flash-flood preview
of where rune-rooted life is going, what avenue
forges onward, upward or even through
cradle creation, faith-hiked fate made to last,
how like rain cried into blind sea
we will remain
one body--one soul--one mind--Nature's organic refrain,
every coral part ever born, lived and died
forming without and within the heart of the Whole--infinity personified
here, there and anywhere a ripe reef, mime light
flowering known and unknown older than timeless night
under fluid sun and rite moon cloud-peeking:
soil sighs, riddler wind, winking river hints,
awe-inspiring thundercracks, shy dawn-fire, dew-minted pawprints,
and any nearby unidentified--are merely our curious cosmos speaking.