Grace and Peace to you.
It begins in deadly hearts of stars,
in elements consumed, transfigured
in killing, birthing heat.
It begins deep within, in the murderous
seething of earth’s innards.
It begins with rock defeated, riven, worn,
stone creased and cracked and crushed
a million times, battered
to sand and sent on its silted way.
It begins in womb-dark murk and musk of soil,
in death and rot and rank decay,
in spilled seeds split and broken down,
in loss, collapse and festering,
by blessed unseen bugs and germs
digesting darkness into light.
In awful places this miracle,
this life begins.
In darkness, deaths and desolations
is the birth of what shall be.
Copyright © Steve Garnaas-Holmes