Electric Core

Do you want to hear the Earth today? 

Close your eyes and breathe,

Think only of the space between there and now,

Sub the last 10,000 centuries and believe,

In the time when towers were made of trees and wood was carved by sand,

Stones stacked through mountain top to sea foam.  

Where the stars each night were only ever stars, dish-free satellite, 

Where the only streams were liquid and filled with life, fish bone. 

When rope meant tangles of vines and the only fish lines, 

Were migratory. 

Where ages melted along volcanic magma, 

Measured in the century fold.