in touch with the world
When a poet brainstorms, writing somewhat stream of consciousness for an essay, it turns into an essay-poem or a poem-essay! What genre is this?! It is, a meditation on touch.
in touch with the world touch, is the fundamental sense the connective tissue between inner and outer worlds bringing the faraway full moon into spectacular view and the sweet sound of a loved one singing straight into the heart waves and particles crashing and colliding connecting childhood memories to the smell of chocolate chip cookies baking, and fourth of July sparklers burning, bright like the sea to coral reefs, or the sky to rainbows touch is the universe materialized made sensate and knowable, tangible to the heart and mind alike to fingers, toes, and taste buds the abyss is touch deprivation soundless, sightless, without taste or smell senseless love itself an unknowable abstract intangible void in touch with the world we are caressed by the flight of butterfly wings the dance of sunlight the soft fragrance of roses the song of the ocean the sugar of honey in touch with the world our hearts are moved by kind words and thoughtful gestures by the bravery and boldness to connect to other hearts in touch with the world with your hand on my heart mine on yours together we are healed in touch with the world together with one another we discover our selves beautiful holy