going viral
  
there are so
                      many
                expressions
                              of God
love
            a hug
            is one
                            in a sea
fish
          contours
                             rubbing
against
slippery
scaly
aqueous
matter
between
us

no Thing
between
us

a
silent
sound
passing
in the
moonlight

an
expression

of Love.

~

a virus
(God 
sent?)
has opened-up
a new
world

a stagnant
sessile
creature
born of
creation

is free

free
an opportunity

virus
an opportunity

opportuned  
to be

Creators
to create

distance

distance
the eyes
that see

beyond

a daily
weekly
monthly
yearly

cycle

one-routine-after

another
we’ve missed

the opportunities

the opportunities
that have
been
calling us
listen! listen!
i say
to your next

dream―

have you seen
the wisdom
in there?

in here
this un-conscious
machine

this un-conscious
medicine

this un-conscious
                     god

delirium

awake! awake!
                   it cries

i want You
                     fully

realized

the non-living
is near

alive

the virus hints

alive
in here
whispering
                     death

& life

subtle
in its
message
                   cruel
                   in its
                   response

but only
for
a moment

one cruel 
moment
at a
time

we are
learning
so much

in here
with you

with us

we haven’t
been
this alive

in a good
long
white
whale

swallowed

a virus
a teacher
a god
             God
you are
approaching

i can smell
disease
decay
decomposition

with-out
my
will

a heart is
faltering

there is
a rhythm

not
our own

the self
is
fading

a virus
is
growing

the core
is
exposing

truth

exposed

the kernel
with-in
the core

institutions
corporations
markets
economics

distractions
distortions

elite
minds
in
elite
towers
crumbling

to the
sea
fish

at home
home

in here
to make

a home
the un-conscious
mind

at work
at last

part virus
swimming
searching

learning

rubbing
against
the fabric
of the fuller

existence

of being
finalizes
itself
fully

virus

dies.






epilogue:
a sea
replete
with fish
swimming
amongst
the corals
rubbing
growing
rubbing
growing
brother sun
beating
down
reflecting
love
reflecting
lovingly
sister
moon
expanding
the tides
expanding
the tides
of fate
taking
over
what was
what is
only
a number’s
game
with-in
a circle
with-in
an embryo
we watch
the gods
forming
un-forming
the odds
archetypical
swimmers
inside
the naked
truth
fornicating
with illusion
as time
passes
through
virus to
bacteria to
fruiting
body
bacteria phages
with-in
the living
iridescent
sense
of microscopic
particles
of precious
life.