Universal Life

by Katie Carter of Bemidji


The universe spirals on. . .
feeding on itself, on moons and meteorites, on stars,
sun, and satellites, on vapors and Venus,
people,
Pluto, and
the planets.

Twelve billion feet
connecting with earth,
each cell radiating energy of
passions,
fears,
hopes . . .
Blending, swirling, suffusing
becoming one another.
Every one,
everyone
morphs
into
the
all.

Waves
of wisdom
wafting
with
waves
of why.

breaths and vibrations of humanness
and taking others in:

Voltaic vapors, the bi-products of lives, of babies and boys
and Saturns rings and kangaroos. . .
Mars and grandmas and dads and thieves and horses
waterfalls and moms and siblings and crickets. . .
foes and visionaries and moonlight. . .
Dogs and ducks and giggling school kids and girls gone mad and
geniuses and saints and volcanoes and floods and
legends and

all that has been.

Can you feel me Pluto?
It’s me, a minuscule morsel of life,
I dwell on the planet earth.

Can you feel me Pluto?
I’m sending you a secret signal and
I think I feel your pull.