I sit, sensitised

I stand, I walk up

the hill and my hand

tingles where the air kisses it

I am always seeking

      something but today

I wait for it to meet me -

  and it does not take long.

The lichen.

   Symbiotic poetic

   cross-collaboration cell

   integration performance

   a way

      for both of us

         to survive 

the body bursting

      from the dirt

      in slow power

      lifting rocks and forcing

      the compacted matter

      aside, away, to display 

the efforts of decay

   Continuum

being nourished by the dead

emerging in the autumn

performing the all-time (long-time)

heavyweight champion

the rush and swirl of

   the unhushed world,

      oceanic traffic distances

      being-becoming

      entangled in birdsong

      softly, gently,

      the aircraft rumble in cloudscape meeting rock and scrape crunch step by step and step 

here

  to stand, here

  to breathe

     the ridge and

the world

   has heard this

        story before

the world has heard this

      story before it is a 

   love story,

                remember?

it is desire

      the desire to exist 

             to feel

                    to be

in cross-collaboration

         in sympoetic elation

    symphonic dégustation

to taste the possible

                     combinations

pair me, love meet me

      here I am

            listening,

                my glands 

                     activating

   my spirit salivating 

I have room

       and room 

           and room

     for you -

this dirt become wood become lichen-carrier 

rock crumbled pigmenting sap infinite drip

star infinite map slipping 

between my organs listen the many-called organism glistens 

ready for the infinite potential of

             dreaming -

I am sensitised.

      slow, slow fast

the pace of

           the living.

I am buffeted, there are waves, there are ways to swim and float and thrash and drown and dive, I walk, I sit, I breathe, I dig, I sing it is all here I

   am

     here

each moment

    rustling gently

         against its companions

I    am          here

Thank you for

      being - becoming - rock -

      ground - root - leaf - 

      sun - fire     here

I     am        a

          lichen 

          fungus

          bird song

          engine

          companion

          collection

               here.