Yosemite Falls

(2019)

In Yosemite falls white water
From heaven, Godpiss flying
Repoured for dying life,
Reborn always just in time.

Glorious—
A word John adored:
Glorious!
Glorious!
Glorious!

Glory is
Stored in snowpack;
The Holy Spirit awakens
Summoned in summering warm;
Liquid swarms,
Tears a notch– 
Soars,
Roars victorious,
Attacks granite forms.

The only norm: the upending of norms,
The unending ending of nouns as before.

Floating, fresh fast motion
Seems slow at scale so large, change
Suspended
In distant silence deafening
Change,
Slow as erosion, potential
Certain,
Decreed by palatial glaciers—

The wait
From weight
To way…

Staring at what I pretend is Yosemite Falls 
For what feels like years
With what feels like ears, but from farther, as if
Cross-eyed, localized yet decentering, I 
Fall into a dim rhythm…

Can beauty evergrow? The water abrading
Surfaces change surfaces, yet not degrading,

Neither adds nor subtracts, but novel recreating
Of sediments deposited, sculptures parading.

Entropic triumph is positive— the old fading
Always paid for and more by the new radiating.

All is sacred, some is more; phrases praising
Are sacred, but not as sacred as my gaze gazing

At the flight of white dove droplets, the amazing
Launching life from peak to bay, now blazing

This vision with its own source– blink– blessing
Seers with sight, blinding beauty undressing.

Beauty is the image of the whole in the part.
“Oh, I’m no end, and I’m hardly a start”

Says beauty, embarrassed, proudly demure;
To coax its confession– now that’s pure Muir.

From this small fall infinity falls impacting
With the force of all falls my mind abstracting

Essence, round guessed image waterfalls revolve
Lifepower bestowed, we swim upstream to resolve

The Godhead, visualizing verbs, imagining the birth
Of One unseen by many seen streams around earth

Swirling; from such vulva-shaped splotches wet life spread, 
Flooding vessels, minima, opening to opening bled,

Of motherless mother, source of all living tally,
Falls the universal milk into the universal valley

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