Deus ex machina

Soul is electricity
thrumming in street wires,
the magpie’s heartfelt song;

it’s sap, breath, karma,
our xylem and phloem;
the mind’s best swoops.

It’s the chi in tai chi,
what’s beyond the covers of a book
and in between the pages, lines and words.

The meta.

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