unzip your star

and open up to your light

with the frequency of now,

step into photons anew

as you are able to.

Can you,

pause,

and put your hand to your wrist?

Feel around that palpable twist

to hear your inner drum,

rah-pum, rah-pum-pumm,

eclipse is not so far away

on Monday,

the solar star

is for a moment dark

to reset

your time frames

speak up from your heart-sonnet

listen from your inner ear planes

if you don’t know what to do,

a poem is always true.

Earth alive

worshiping jive

watch the birds

when the sun’s

obscured

listen to the sound of their

curiosity?

wtf happened to the

luminosity?!