What strange creature lies before me ?

Without a name to know you

So I could accuse you

of leaving my belly so cold.

Some say god sent you.

Darwin mentions evolution

but you seem so otherworldly.

Staring at me with history,

looking like peace.

There’s knowledge in the weight of you.

I heard philosophical men once speak

of karma

Are you my Mother?

Did I do wrong?

Together we will grow old

as empires do.

But for now, you are a

flower, with pollen

to barter with.

For me they’ll build a pyre,

and I’ll set sail,

while the flames dance, snap and crack.