foundation

(x = space)

Lean To

Tomorrow is the solstice

Light a fire

At least inside

To illuminate

The difference should

We notice

The Earth

Starting to lean

The other way

Toward spring

But through the winter

First

At least in this

Our half the sphere

With summer

To the south

Where

Who might also wonder

What we’re doing

Upside-down

A fire

To light up

To redefine the shadows

Make them sharper

And more welcoming

For shadow-beings

And the

Shadow parts of us

The Earth should turn

All worlds should turn

Since

In turning

There is gravity

And life

And with so many

Moving

Lights

Boundaried by dark

So that both

May show the way

Through the seasons

Of the cosmos

Back to our minds

For reasoning

And imagining

Our place

Ringed inside everything

And the part

We cannot contain

Even inside ourselves

Because the abstract

Hook

Containers

With the infinite

For reason

And imagination

Rendering all borders

Malleable

If not changeable

The way the seasons

Change

Yet look

To stay the same

We are changeable

Unchangeable

Like Earth

And everything we lean on

While it leans

Like an invitation

To try something

Maybe straight

Like equinoxes

Maybe bent

Like the invitation

In the solstices

And all the life

Moving foundation

As it were

For the inventing

Co-creation

Inside

In between

All the round

Seasons

Leaned into

Also

Broken

Wondrously by

New days

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Foundational

(starting, starting over)

A basement

Pylons for tall buildings

Makeup for the face

Exposition and a theme

For the story

(how we begin

why we are here)

Because our gravity is positive,

We start construction

At the bottom,

Working up to heights

Adding touches for

A final presentation

(for the face at a party

or simply for a day)

The Christian Bible speaks to

A foundation of rock

A metaphoric house, maybe a

Bishop in Rome

Older types in mind sing

How firm a foundation

Foundations need not be

Beautiful, I guess

But they are the start

Green flags

Signs that things are coming

Strong things, we hope

Attractive

The revelation of a purpose on its way

How much more, we will not know

‘Til we are done

Whatever the iteration

Or evangelism

Foundations themselves

Have a single purpose

A basement

Or a note to tune

Letters on paper

Brush to cheek

You know, I think in department

Stores, when messages were rung

Foundation stood, so to say

For underwear

It might be hiding soon

(might be)

But it has enabled

Everything to start

To see, to touch

To use

On the way and especially

After dedication

The pre-beginning, as it were

Carrying the vision

Everything added

Something starts from something

The physics of construction

(any kind)

Something more or less

Invisible

Essential

Immortal, invisible

Nothing else can rise

Without this first work

Unlike promises of songs that

Are of God

And God,

What is built will not last

All resolved into

The base of Ozymandias

Should Liberty fail

Due to the hate and anger

Ego of this age

I wonder if someone will write

Across her broken toes

I am Ozymandias

(then)

Look on my works, ye mighty

We could build on humility, after all

Courteous discretion

Let love be our guide

On all the buildings

All the faces

You might say ridiculous

While I must say essential

Build up in every way,

My friends

(yes, in that way, too)

Add on, though I must also say

Build with simplicity

The beauty of what leaves room

For admiration

Speculation

Doubt

And wonderment

End of lessoning

Start of day

Built on everything before

To supplement

To correct

In all things

To create

Co-create, that is

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I’m not sure my younger brother

Would forgive me, if

I did not cite the series by Isaac

Asimov

Eponymous (with the poem, not

Asimov, and with his work),

Adding cosmic learning

And significance

In case divinity

In art or rhetoric

Might not be agnostically

Enough

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During our trip through New Zealand we found this sweet spot. All the bras are from visitors. This is a social campaign from the New Zealand Breast Cancer Foundation near Queenstown. They collect some money with a little box for donations. Greet opportunity to finance a little bit for the research to fight against breast cancer.