Satellite

Singing like grasshopper whispers
in blades of grass, a sea
stretched out before me and I
saw it in the way the earth
could part like waves, separate

the foundations to expose molten
silver coursing
heartbeat of the Earth in
thudding like the way pulse
feels when hands are gripping,

tendriled fingers like a cage of
beating bones and I
wondered what an ocean looked
like to God