Waves of Chaos
We, unfinished,
seed to fruit to seed,
evolve in waves of chaos.
We unfinished seek,
ha! completed truths.
Better we become
children in the seedbed.
Grow. Grow!
There is no failure, only
discards, as we go
along in human evolution.
The epoch of ignorant damage
is done.
For the beings we must become,
for our restoration of the earth,
the unbloomed clamor.
©Susa Silvermarie 2020
