shards of light
sparks
hidden within
from time primordial
release, activate
scattering the darkness
dissolving the rigidity
Light Assemblies
gathering within
at the sound of a silent summons
prepare their advance...
Radiant Beings at the Ready

in light's array
darkness slinks away

Thunder rumbles...
Earth-soundings resonate
spirits attuned are drawn together
with tender love and care
a great flowering may result

Did you not know
but then
you have always known
haven't you
I have been waiting
deep in the place of your dreams
when you called
was i not there, at once
by your side
in this place
us, where we are, who we are
remains eternal
only time changes
flowing like a river
in which we stand
ankle-deep

the Way evolves autonomously
no arbitrary choice is necessary
synchronicity marks the path

the serpent rises, uncoils
slithers up the tree trunk
destined
for the bird of paradise
perched amidst the highest branches...

don't trust a woman, son
don't give your heart away
at first
they're fascinated
infatuated
but best be pullin stakes
before the image breaks
nuthun is forever
and forever is as good as gone...

come into the cove
the sanctuary of quiet
let your heart caress
embrace
the stillness there
Peace...

"This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight
into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day
erased the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silently gazing,
pondering the themes thou lovest best,
Night, sleep, death and stars"
Walt Whitman
LEAVES OF GRASS

give me darkness
in terror i behold
the grey light of day...
eternal sleep, sweet