After the Rain
A metaphoric river flows towards an island. Pristine white vessels float down the river. They react and interact with the environment. The vessels slowly fill as the rain falls and then disintegrate over time because of the acidity of the rain and the action of the whole ecosystem. Everything is made and un-made in order for creation to take place again. The bowls will slowly evolve from pure white to tannin and moss stained vessels that echo the cyclical processes of nature. They react with the environment and become the environment. Small pits and holes slowly form and become the housing for little creatures. Leaves fall and disintegrate into the ground to be processed by small creatures and turn to humus that feeds the still growing plants. Water falls from the sky and is exhumed in evaporation in an eternal cycle.
Words float around all these objects.
The words resonate with the flowing of the cycle. Life is a process of disintegration. All matter changes, metamorphoses, evolves. From strength to weakness to strength.
The order of nature is constantly being interrupted. Small gusts cause leaves to fall, as they float towards the earth they cast a shadow, blocking out the light. And where they fall they leave a cicatrise, a scar that never completely washes away, it then decomposes into the humus.
After the Rain
In the place between bird flight
and the heartbeat of the spider,
sparks fly from the flint of attention––
nourishment for the temple.
Rain and earth; earth and rain,
vessels of reciprocity and return,
rebirthers of the organic––guide
to the intimate portal of decay.
Blood and bone, flesh and leaf,
stem and fruit––life and death––
dissolve into the bowl of the earth––
held in their own eternity.
Rain weaves invisibles––forms
a tapestry of fugitive shapings––
imagines hidden connections––
the usefulness of death.
After the rain, lizard dreams
in the decaying log; earthbound,
spider transforms to tree, ant to leaf,
scat to fruit––inhabitation of the invisible.
Mena Johnson 2014