(inspired from an encounter with the i-ching)

day begins anew.

Cancer Moon holds firm, at rest,

evoking maternal light Heart visions

to those choosing to begin their path 

Womb to Heaven,

and begin again,

to those who choosing to conceive clarity with that vision,

choosing to consider revolution,

to shed the ectoderm

and dissolve new skinclothing

for a new ceremony...

now there is a Well

made from fired Earth

deep in most directions,

and it has gazed through time and at watchtowers,

emitting Light and Wind and Rain...

Cancer Moon overhead 

barren yet full with Water,

Winds stirring her Water

gracing this summer Moon…

then nourishment prevails when the Well teems alive with this movement…

“Revolution means removal of that which is antiquated”

for changing Life seeks Waters of sustenance…

now this Well must be filtered to drink from,

for Water, when left still too long,

is invaded by lingerers, stagnaters,

does the dance of Death accompanied by a monotone melody:

…to bury one's head in the sand…

…to be swallowed whole while flying…

…to be Motherless and milkless…

…to cultivate one's sightless Heart with passion

throughout eternities, 

revolutions and reincarnations, 

seeking more limitless prophetic visions…

and the Well

nurturing its Water

ought not be judged nor mistaken for an end

as it exists as an oasis,

temporarily permanent, 

independent,

to be observed constantly,

Waters cooling and settling over time…

thus those who are seekers

inquisitive lovers such as we, 

shall never go thirsty 

once July's Moon cycle commences,

for Magic lives on within our Visions,

within our hushed Music

as the Well continues on, 

and fills the Heart again…

(These Truths I Mean to Laugh About in My Mind)

(Lessons Often Forgotten During This Life's Dance)

6/19/77

Bisbee