it could be said Nature’s feet
are so vast, they stretch
from star to star like pillows of light
in a web of black-hole portals
star-gates as swift as one body
touching itself, a supernova
is her pinching herself
the cosmos as one body
love stretching as far as all life
that this entire earth is but
her field somewhere on her toe
and her view is as vast
as a river of stars, a forest of dark matter
her quantum sanctuary is secret
hidden behind time itself, made holy
by creatures praying and seeking
a cathedral where all souls go
when they kneel to touch her presence?
it could be said nature is open
mutable to turn into whatever form of God
the people require, in their evolution
one day an alien, another day a supercomputer
or myths and prophecies for our ancestors
or a convenient map of history…
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