the elegant torque
of Cellini’s spiral
broiling sky

dark descent
cold eyes burning
scent of dust

sacred mound
the incessant hum
of robots digging

remembering old earth
and what once was hidden
hematite puzzle box

tectonic shift
the release of
ancient spores

serrated weeds
how the planet burgeons
while they dream

whirling through
the airlock
ashes . . . ashes