Energy

Boundless bounding,
the whip-crackle of static
and the twitch-tail speed of an agitated kitten,
ricochet from beginning to end,
from top to bottom,
from floor to counter to cabinet to ceiling
and back down again, creeling,
cavorting capriciously, comically,
before wheedling for more food.
Capering, careening, colliding,
I encounter one wave of energy, breathless,
only to be swamped in the wake of some vessel
sending out crossing waves
where I founder, flailing, until
a new wave carries me forward again,
laughing with the unexpectedness of it all.
Build enough momentum
and you may carry yourself forward
away from the familiar shores of waking
deep into the seas of dreaming
where you may face small players full of fun,
predators and prey whom prayers save not,
great beasts of the imagining
who rise up and burst through
the quiet, unsuspecting surfaces
without warning, without precedent.
Just so: all energies may be quiescent
for a time before the potential activates,
becomes kinetic, bombastic, dynamic,
radiant, glorious, mechanic, organic, and wild,
unpredictable, wholly chaotic, haphazard,
governed only by the laws of necessity,
triggered, and released explosively
until all is transformed again.