Poetry: Echosightings Vol III, ORGANIC ROCKETS

The observed is
The intangible
That which we have
come to accept is deserving of
greater scrutiny
and best able to
sustain it
Just as a tiny seed can
in time unfurl
A thousand trees
And a thousand people
Can morph
into an oak of
Protest
Trunk and branches
scarred by neglect
Rejection
Disdain
Yet defiant
Forcing the architects of
Convention
to either build
around it or
Hack it down
The inner cosmos
spans light years
That can only be bridged by
Organic Rockets