Boom

I am undivided.
I bow to the power inside me,
and rocket far beyond the pinnacle of logic, to the subatomic caves of intuition,
where the walls carry the patina of
ancestral codes, and
the bonfire burns for me.

Boom.

I am nature.
The soil of my earth contains the cosmos, trillions of rhythmic exchange
fulfill my wish to
cuddle the Universe,
say “I love you,”
listening to her heartbeat while
I present my bloom,
a kindled star in her night sky.

Boom.

I am the business .
what is before me,
I made,
a double helix of time and energy quietly whirling by
meteoric electricity of minuscule deeds; intellect rapt with the heart,
the DNA that ends all hunger.

Boom.

I am the rainmaker.
I have beheld the lightening in Malala’s eyes and cultivated a vast field
for a positive future
from today’s flares and magnetics,
a defibrillating storm that
forces anger and apathy to their knees.

Boom.

I am the lion,
fierce in my wants.
I dare you, greed, to enter my tribe
I take pride in the hunt for unity,
and the revolting memory of you on my lips, reminds me of my battle-cry,

I am free.

Boom.