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