by Michael Keshigian
We awoke in light,
wriggling in the palm
of a muddy hand,
divided into portions
under a stone,
we were the life
that delighted the sun
as we edged toward an empty cave.
Heaven rinsed us with a sigh
and set afloat
the Earth in our veins.
Behind our eyes
loomed the ocean,
beneath our fingernails
vegetables slept,
between our toes
hovered the path of discovery,
a model universe floated
undiscovered in our brain.
The great plates trembled
and the chatter of teeth
shattered the ensuing silence,
glacial ice masses cracked
and the capillaries of vision
slid into a sea of fascination,
a body born
under sunlight, in sand,
saturated with rain,
blossomed skyward
to propagate the world.
Michael Keshigian’s eleventh poetry collection, Inexplicable, was released October, 2016 by Black Poppy. He has been widely published in numerous national and international journals and has appeared as feature writer in over a dozen publications with six Pushcart Prize and two Best Of The Net nominations. (michaelkeshigian.com)
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