CONTEXT
Stones from pre-history
Ground by the years
Shells pounded by sea and wind
Transported and beached
At the hourglass waist
Of this place in time
Where the rasp of bare feet
Meets sand
My ragbag of atoms stands on the shore
Stardust from the beginning of time
Repurposed with water and air
And a soul that sings
Of its smallness
Amazed to be part of
The vast project of life on earth
As the wind tears at my coat
We flee the context
Of more than ourselves
Step out of the frame of light years
Into the algorithm of
Counterfeit goods that
Plunder and crack
The face of the earth
As it shoulders the weight
Of our human importance
I dream of my dust
Ploughed into the soil
Enriching the ground
Of tomorrow
Will it still be there?
Mud at the wall 