Matthew Rodgers

Time as a Dancer

Do not touch the rain forest
even for oil
the blood of the earth
the trapped light
makes shadows upon the walls
of butterfly skulls
and the gecko’s eyes
are like a rainbow
as the sound of rain
lulls restless souls
into escaping the darkness
but the shadows that follow
the phases of the moon
cannot be gotten rid of
and the solar flares
exploding in outer space
move through you
like wind passing
through the trees
vibrating effortlessly
as a myriad of peacocks
singing of beauty
shooting stars
remnants of past galaxies
flickering fireflies
like the pulse of time
and the heartbeat
of everyone
everything
the earth
the universe
free falling
through the sky
like a bleeding heart
that cannot be stopped
but bleeds and bleeds
letting go forever.

{Poem by Matthew Rodgers}