we call this mud
that springs us
vulgar
common
as if
we can unchain
self from flesh
with a shrug
or shudder
flex that divine breath
to break through substance
like a chrysalis
& wing into air
weightless
no, this spirit
has a body
and the body
owns spirit
temporarily
feet planted in
still more mud
and so we
base married to ether
can braid these together
or set them at war
even as they speak
in similar whispers:
sung by soul
desire
is simple base want
& what is said prettier
as yearning
is this matter’s need
both reaching toward
& perhaps holding together
us
Susan Daniels Poetry 
Just lovely, Susan.
Thank you so much, George.
this is earthy yet spiritual
grounded yet whispering to the soul… you really have alot of depth Susan!
Oh, gosh…thanks. My philosophical side seems to want to come out to play more so than usual the past few days 🙂
earth.. molecules.. love…spirituality
You have it all covered lady
You forgot blushing, Audra–which you just made me do! 🙂 And, thanks…
Amazing woman you!!!
Mari–thank you so much–cannot tell you how wonderful it is to have you, who dances with and lives in her images, enjoy my lines 🙂
Always. it’s the sincerity of you that spleens joy. So wonderful to have found you and your wonderful work.
Likewise 🙂
Ethereal …. superb !!!
Thank you 😀
Loved these lines:
sung by soul
desire
is simple base want
Thank you so much!
Wonderful! Desire explored and defined so well but not muddied nor muddled in any way! The beauty of a song sung with soul and body 🙂
Thanks, Noel 🙂
Very nice great thinking
Thanks, Ian–appreciate.
A really lovely poem, Susan. You do have a way with words.
Thank you so much, Celestine.