I suppose it is not for me to say

if I am truly,

holy polycultural,

if I have given sufficient sway and swag

to ecological and eco-normic We.

 

My redemptive measure,

merit follows permacultural design,

deep creation,

consumption balancing nutrient production standards,

decomposition harnonizing regenerating practice,

not polycultural perfection,

but permacultural Climax Community intention.

 

Life gardens.

Some are messy and richly fruitful,

riotously joyful,

revolutionary fertile.

Some are orderly marching

toward their own future’s demise.

 

Life gardens yang and yin,

out and inside

seeding back and forth across time’s life-death boundary,

if here now

then not here tomorrow

outside memories still incarnating,

forming and dysfunctioning,

decaying and recaying,

make-haying while Earth’s light shines bravely on

blending polycultured dreams

into gracefully encultured explication.