What makes the dead turn 

Beyond decomposition 

Is mystery is radical is 

Teleportation is a man coming 

Back to life is a toddler falling 

From a playground swing 

Zenith-spat smartly into mud 

Seeing all around lose her 

In descent puddle and dirt find her 

A worm forced from home by rain 

Wriggles closer to her ear saying 

Baby is a deer knowing no 

Language but understanding 

What it can safely eat 

Turning all the rest aside 

The hummingbird caught 

In a guitar string instantly

Released into the authority 

Of blue. Unquestioning.

An event like birth or bike riding