Field First

by G. E. Schwartz

Field first: pre-law pulse, phase-true, night’s knit coherence;
Spin speaks to spin; dark sparks mark matter’s adherence.
No lattice fathers this; form follows, late, a trace-
Glow grows grid; need seeds node; structure takes place.
“Hidden,” we said mis-said: side-lit, gauge-shifted sign;
Light writes it fine in current lines, ray-script, design.
Order occurs in situ, local, breath to breath;
Phase braids phrase; vow under flux; life schooling death.

So in the soul: pre-name, pre-face, a small consent,
Heart’s covert choir, fire-thread, immanent.
Dust turns bright; thought thins to thanks; sky enters lung;
Mass becomes manner; the dumb world wakes, word-tongued.
From field to form the real coheres-dense, blessed, compressed:
Flare into prayer; matter made praise; the whole says Yes.