A Soup of Subitaneous Legerity

Maybe part of the reason life

Erupted on Earth but could still

Be quite rare in the universe

Had not entirely to do with

Chemistry and temperatures

But with Earth’s exact gravity.

Sit on a rock overlooking

A booming canyon stream in sun

And think how heat pulls the mists up

While Earth welcomes the mass downhill

To the sea. It’s not true water

Only heads one way. It rises

In fogs and sheer humidities.

It gains that luminosity

That made humans think of angels

And sky deities that return

From their homes in those rising clouds

As a gentle dew from heaven.

Heat lifts; Earth wants its water back.

The tension had to be precise

To break open the hearts of life.