Adapting

A bloom from the succulent below, in my garden.

Adapting

7/20/10

We are primordial soup

of continuing cell evolution

electrically bumping against itself

sparking infinite Creation shifts

that spur new life

in form previously ethereal,

just dreaming a possibility

will begin cognitive motion

toward what wants experience,

'inception, birth, living, death,'

the cycle nothing escapes

on this physical plane,

where our responsibility becomes

willingness to manifest uniqueness

within all we do,

'You alone are you!'

never to be repeated

from Earth's multilayered DNA

always playfully adapting blooms.