All in the Perspective

Looking out at the world

faces fresh from winter’s hold

Bodies move in unison

all hurrying here and there

Each one’s destination more

important than the next.

From high above, the pattern

below shifting shape and form

A sea of tiny dark specks

moving to and fro- designs

like a kaleidoscope fill the

panoramic view and time

stands still as each weave

around and through neighbor’s gate.

Looking up from the great below

towering shapes stretch heavenward

Blade of grass becomes an ancient

tree of time immeasurable

Drop of rain stretches outward

as vast ocean spanning

concrete connecting grassy shore to shore

Sound of hustle and bustle

deafening in a thunderous vibration

Sky becomes a pin point of

destiny’s desire and all

around me the winds of movement

carry me from place to place.

I walk out from the safety of

my view of observation

Out, once again to join

in the pace and hurry of

destination.

I reclaim my place within the

breadth and depth of life’s experience.

But now, I have greater understanding

and deeper roots to what surrounds.

I see now all that observes and provides

unseen support as I look out

at the world.

The Work at Hand

I am reminded on this beautiful Spring day of the Great work needed within the physical world, the Great Work of the Spiritual and The Great Work of my Higher Self. And so I will hold the focus, that this is a great day to be fully present in the work.

Traveling Through the Stars

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Traveling Through the Stars: A Monthly exploration of the zodiac through prose and poetry. Each month as the sun sign changes there will be a new writing inspired by the zodiacal sign. For more readings.....
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A Fiercely Beating Heart- Taurus

Strength unmoved as dust swirls
around the stamping of hoof.
Fire rages in the heart and
coils of fevered breath move from
chamber of lung and throat,
weaving between air’s stagnant web.

I am earth, solid and great
in purpose and my strength
is held and guided by a heart that beats
fiercely to the rhythm of love.

I will stand my ground in
defense of the truths I perceive.
And,, if provoked will
charge with intent and
precise aim as I relentlessly
pursue the source of irritation.

Some would see me as impetuous
and easily stoked to irrational rage
And others would say I was immovable,
stagnant and set in my ways.

Both would be true
for my impetuosity comes
from being firmly grounded and
my grounding takes shape from
the flashes of inspiration I explore.

I am patient and I am persistent
as I move through life’s course.
And within my breast beats
a heart that holds the earth’s
wisdom and light deep within.

Call of the Dark Goddess

You slip between the folds of time and memory Soft black velvet enveloping the soul of Desire. You stare back with cold star-lit eyes twinkling like diamonds in the black tapestry of night. You reach and you strain against a  heart that beats out the refrain of service and light. Your cries are that of the banshee whose shrieking echoes back from the terrifying wings of the phoenix reborn. I greet you in dark caverns foul breath and stench of decay death's first grasp in response to hunger for renewed Life.