To live is to breathe hazardous air
– en garde against a grisly bear –
or to go to sea on a wooden beam,
and navigate the terrestrial stream.
An office job won’t save you from that –
You live in a geo/bio habitat.
This is the goose that lays a golden egg,
the thing that makes you hunt and beg.
Spirit thrives in a living Earth,
Only matter can give Spirit birth.
So pound on the drums and ring the great bell,
and slake your thirst from a primeval well.
R U A C H