nothing you could name

Love,
like nothing
you could name,
like everything
felt and unfolded

a life grown down
from heaven
earthward,
feet sprouting
somewhere at the level
of traitor skyscrapers

sand knows itself
uncovers its own grave
wind finds shelter
in its nowhere-ness

and you are the Earth
and you are the ache

and never forget
or disbelieve
you are, likewise,
of them