Grasping Exhaustion

Maybe it's just ageing me.
So, I'm asking,
as focused yet open
as I could ever hope to encompass,
transparently vulnerable

Do negative correlations
distancing inhaling
from exhaling
EarthMother's sentient WorldView
resemble, for you,
too,
a reverse correlation,
dipolar co-arising
appositional contrast,
in-between organically grasping on
and sacredly letting off?

I am not sure why
this question could be economically
or politically
or psychologically
or neurologically significant

In this time of great polarized
climate EarthHealth v EconomicWealth cultural crisis,
and yet,
it persistently seems so
as I attempt,
in my Earth-bound solitude,
to exhale and dissociate from
left hemisphere verbal
monopolizing
monotheistic
demanding anthropocentric dominance

To inhale and grasp toward
more right hemisphere nonverbal
co-passion communing physical therapy
re-associating
re-syncing metaphysical thought 
and physical feeling
re-communing organic and sacred
re-ligioning

Green
and blue
and red
ultra-violet transforming
Earth's climate health
grasping fresh inhalations
while exhausting stale patriarchal capitalism's
straight white male preserving
reiterative hortatory,
Might Makes God Right

Grasping and exhausting reactionary nonresponsiveness
to our organic belongings
and sacred longings
for EarthHealth
and DemocraticWealth,
co-passionate points of WorldView.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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