DEAR ONE

 A great way to get away
from the world today,
      video games, prosthetics,
      brain stalks through the arms
      to the hands and digits
and where does that leave it,
      the soul
Who was the staretz
who prayed to have bestowed
      upon him, cancer, to feel how
      it was, to be able to
pray for them, to heal their souls
      the shaman has to know
      his patients, to be able to
      correctly diagnose,
though you got it, COVID-19,
      through no devices of your own
      except the grace of God,
      you accepted it, as a gift bestowed
Your flock, nidifugous,
      as you, like the adult gull
stroking the air, to stoke the fire
      of faith, hope fulfilled,
      do anything to survive
      through prayer, and the actions
      of love, energeia of God
      stoked by prayer
Obedient to the call of Christ,
      how to apprehend it
      (not comprehend it)
      as information is apprehended by birds,
      as "a signal sound may have
      significance beyond its
      itemized content just as
      in music we may have
      'not a fourth sound, but
      a star'"

rule of prayer

Life cycle of a fungus-novitiate

      biont as propagule

      most often a spore

      from spore to thread-like

      branching hyphae

      from hyphae elongated cells

      branching reiteratively to form

      vegetative hyphae, aka mycelium

Life cycle of a monastic mushroom

      adult mushroom sporulates

         releasing spores into the air

      a spore germinates under right conditions

         such as rotting wood's wide web

      mycelium is created, a vegetative mat

         of tiny thread-like hyphae

      with nodules, egg-shaped, the fruit

         grows, then ruptures, forming the

            mushroom cap

      then it begins again

         new spores created within the gills

      released

a secret software of salvation