Wow, until I saw shadow's comment, I was completely blanking on the concept of the poem. Now I see it and understand it rather well. It's a theme I've often expressed in my poetry, in much the same tongue-in-cheek manner as e cummings and other similar writers. For example, a stanza from "Orgone" (Feb 3, 2009):
"Stamen twist and shake,
feel the raw static energy
of life in your bones.
Stay the flower until it sends life into the wind."
As usual, I find the best way to comment on any other poetry is to share poetry of my own. It communicates things better than I can normally, and besides, it's always like a small gift.
Rearrange, I love that word.