It was a pedestal from the sun
that healed me.
Precipiced before the town of my youth.
This same pedestal supplanted the
cellular variables in my female
and while it gave me the energy of
my next birth
it also gave her cancer,
like a plant of metabolism,
a burning of time.
If the intuition of the scientists is me
then it is also the way that I have loved
the delicate and vulnerable souls
I have loved.
These afternoons between time
can never be repeated.
They are outside the script of
has made me eternal.