Full Moon Harvest

I could
if I willed it
go inward
beyond the stratosphere
infinite bliss
the whole of the real
I know, I feel
eternity pulls me
grasping my ambient air
into awareness
all ways my destiny
incandescent transcendence
resplendent artist's delight

Still
here
in these moments
stuck in migrating vibrations
attached to this Earth
mired (but not beyond mirth,
cosmic inspiration)
miasmically
to throes and woes
undefined transformation
laborious birth
I am dignified, made whole
giving service to vision
corroded, corrupted,
yet shining below that surface
I see
and uncover the light

September 4, 2009 Laurie Corzett/libramoon