Matterers

Everywhere the gorgeous mess
manifests. One could say
it matters, this energy
of our amazing multiverse.
Such a trick. On earth,
it matters into you
and me and the tree,
the river and the table.
How glorious to learn

we’ve all been mattered.
What’s the matter? Everything.
But no matter, since
it all came from Nothing.
So nothing’s the matter, too,
since the mass turns out to be,
simply spinning vorteces.
How answerable to discern
that all of us are Matterers.

Our daily thoughts
actually matter the planet
with myriad form.
How rosey to realize
we can change the waves
of our personal matterings.
So what we whirl to create
together as a species
turns beautiful again.

©Susa Silvermarie 2021