Rising the Invisible

I found a poem today
Face up wincing in pain.
A windless bird.

So I shredded her up
To leaves
Confetti sky and tumbleweed dreams.

Marching pieces one by one
Beneath galactic worm holes,
To inner earth drums.

Million legs and starry eyes,
His exoskeletal universe -
A granular science underground
And inexplicable
Rib dust cries.

Anthropods and fiber pulp
Rising the invisible
Life to trees
Prayerful limbs,
and,
A branching poem,
Knelt in song and
Perched in breeze.