Two disparate systems ribonucleic jiggledance,
conjoined through lightflash distance medium; filtered
through honeycombed pollen patterns.
You are the sky, the mud, the air porous
shining down between leafless winter branches,
filled with ghosts of milkweed blooms;
confusions of acorn caps resurfacing the forest duff.
Breath, breathing, sinus nose to lung bottoms,
Luminous hemispheres glower reddish, then
Coalesce, shower sparkles white, then tinged
blue sputtering on the tangling filaments.
You ascend the tumbledown escarpment,
scapular musculature clambering,
Over then behind conglomerate impediments.
Subject to the inevitable gravitas, I search upward.
Only later, you return from another direction, diosa del sol!