Summer waxing
into eternal presence
ancient thunder quivers along the crust
twinning amongst and toppling titans
the smallest witnesses quiet as their gaze
oldest of fault lines wrought with terror for men
Ragnarok not yet come to cleave a line between
the fruits of Eden and the curse
brothers old as Abel and Cain
approach the day with a steady gate
mend the tack and the linkage
the work the day is ready to hand
unfold unfold great sheets unfold
the heavens rain diamonds from the mouth of God
the rye bends, the wheat and barley bend, the corn the teff bend low, below
rust and blood speak and spin
the day is new again
tension speaks in unheard frequencies
felt, like order drawn from skeins of chaos
a fragment of destiny
order from a mystic mind
elder memories
ancient fodder, best fodder
tools for the telling of
tools for the remembering of
the days when Noah stored up faith
quieted his family with peace
as the rim of the earth spilled over
rolling stones
adjoining man with the presence
again, Noah enters day
moored, listening
breathing presence in
wrested in grace
see how the earth remembers differently
manifest ancient eternal presence
The School of the Transfer of Energy 
You always lead me into silence.