Activation
The pulses and vibrations came first, from far away yet deep within us all along. A faint humming reaching out, yearning for expression.
We drew it closer, reeling it in like Pisces. It came easily, louder, a steady drone.
Lub-DUB, lub-DUB.
We delighted in it, and it grew.
Lub-DUB, lub-DUB.
The throbbing beat increased, became light, then decreased into the dark.
It whirred and kept time with the cosmos, worlds coming forth from its exquisite echo.
Winds blew, oceans swelled, seasons rose and receded, a ballet of grace and rhythm.
We couldn’t help ourselves. It would have been a messy implosion, darlings, to hold back, and a ferocious explosion if we didn’t.
You were your own thought first, and the thought of you was too much to hold in.
Do you feel the chaos and the desire within you?
The rhythm of the gods.
(Previously published in Bougainvillea Road literary magazine.)
