Our species’ karma
holds reasons and seasons with vast authority
color and romance
discipline and disaster
nature and spirit
to inform my family’s karma.

My family’s karma
explains my vocation and purpose
with far more authority and truth
goodness and beauty
peace with justice
terror and vitality
shock and awe and wonder
than my own proprietary ego-eco,
Left v. Right brain conversation,
truncated from where this ego originated
and future this eco-intelligence invites.

My own co-operative karma
invites vocation and purpose
as liturgy invites song and dance,
procession and pilgrimage
across each day
swimming through each night’s dreams
with vigorous resonance and resolution;
which too often feels overwhelming by light of day.

Now, which battle lines do I really want to draw today?
And why not draw them more inclusively,
to struggle with each other
to find our balancing equivalence
our solidarity of mutual subsidiarity
together noticing twilight lines each day’s shared battles
waiting to breathe through another day.

Our species’ permacultural language
and DNA encoded memory
holds reasons and seasons
with personally cooperative authority.