Silent Nights for echoing lack of resonant laughter
are not most Holy Nights
as purgation’s self-effacing advent
opens sublime econormous therapy
of Earth Rights and Wrongs
as Our Grow Ups and Downs
and Rounds with Pounds too Wealthy Gross
to responsibly carry
as Earth’s cosmic Let’s Pretend We’re Smarter than CoPresent Plants.
Hours and days and seasons
regenerating bicamerally tipping laughter,
seeding deep-rooted co-respect
and highest co-arising Presence
for those few who actually might be smart enough
to know better.
Smiling with coherent universal rememory
of warm waves,
smooth-sliding across our liquid skins.
Skins in love spread wild
as Full Moon light
shining CoForeGiving Eve
of EcoReGenerating Phase.
Winter evenings for warm-fired laughter
for all others
sitting in winter daze,