Twilight at the
Dark of the Moon
Moving
inward.
Spiraling
into deepest
silence.
Feel me
here,
oh my most
darling.
Here is the free-est
flow,
river of bliss.
Bounty
of years of grey
resistance,
incrementally awakened
to
swirling shades
--
mystic
purples,
mad
magentas,
sky-eyed
blues.
There is ancient
music,
crescendos to
peals.
Layered millennial
ears,
creatures of seas to
trees
murmur
through.
Ripples of
soundwaves,
broker
wisdom
not yet condensed into
words.
Romances spun of clay
and sand,
woven into fashion’s
fabrics.
Hearty voices
join,
create regaled
mythology.
Star-shaped world
story
reverberates with
chill and
heat.
Nascent strive for
enriched clarity
that must open ever
more widely,
a luminous
spiral
up, out, in,
around.
Come, brave as you
imagine.
In that brief eternal
interval
all of energy
coalesces.
sow and
weep
while you
sleep
a new day
grows.
Each new day we relive
the old, acting out dramas unresolved.
All we need to do is
breathe to play to dance into our unbound creation.
dawn could be
inspiration,
bounteous gifts free of
obligation,
uplift of
energy gleefully
received.
This is the first
measure of the first movement,
a pirouette, a
dervishly delightfilled whirl.
Cast upon this rocky
estuary, dance inner wise,
third eye calling dawn
into destiny.
Symphonies,
drums at
dawn.
Inspiration and
instruction
carried forth through
song
Birdsong, voices
conflating
the sum of
experience,
let loose into this
foggy dawn.
Colours, still
subtle,
arranging,
catch liquid,
dissolve in
undulating air
--
tell a
story.
Dawn's pink-purple
hue
breaks through over
time
while I wander in
dreaming.
Words of
Peace
speak beyond structured
language
sharing
profoundly
in joy,
graceful
dancing
to music of each
dawn.
A bright dawn upon the
kingdom
offers sparkling
hope,
new dreams
aborning.
Early morning dawn
awakening
to a season of wild
abandon
a golden moment of
sensation
In a flash -- alive to
an open season
Alive to a new
awakening
Alive
Dawning form seeps
toward reward,
to speak out what’s
been found.
charge fiercely into
each new
dawn.
Initiate,
ignite.
We are calling in the
dawn
Calling, gently, our
many voices
How do we call thee, oh
joyfully smiling mother
Welcome arising in our
hearts,
Anointing our
many-colored soul.
Take in the
day
Rejoice in the
sunshine
We are alove and
strong
In primeval
paradise
Upon a windswept
beach
Our eyes, our
arms
Raised in
blessing
Totality is
ours
There is no
darkness.
dawn
upon dawn.
Listen for enchanting
pipes
of Pan to follow, drawn
on
painted
sky.
What was lost may be
re-crafted.
Daring quests begun
anew.
In a world of lads and
lasses
hale and strong, brave
and true.
Joined in
conjure,
raise our
glasses.
Do as we must
do.
Hope emanates,
flows into form.
Another day dawns
and lingers.
We journey
on.
peeping
dawn high in colors of awe.
What
world is this
in
swaddling clothes
at the
break of dawn?
Deafening nightmare,
desperate storm
give way to rainbows,
peaceful dawns.
before the
dawn
take peace into each
breath, each incantation
from the strength to
align impeccably
with your deepest
truth
childish
agonies
dispelled with
dawn's
bright
kiss,
Imagine the day that
dawns when
you are no longer
dreaming.
A new day is
dawning, but is it sun or storm?
The new day
dawning
it will encounter
clouds and hailstorms,
turbulence and
destruction.
It will be a day of
startling showers and
unsettled
wind,
of unreasoned
pain
and empty
solace.
It will be a day to try
our souls.
But it will be a day of
infinite possibilities.
A new day dawning in
the
drizzle and the pain
[These little moments
of presence, of meaning
when for a bit all is
clear
That's what we're doing
here.]
Another chance to revel
in the rain
Through weary
hours of bitter nights
It helps if we
can fix our sight
upon the rays
of morning.
Some bright good
morning of
fish and loaves, cake
and wine,
capacious tribes adjoin
in movement.
Shining line of
peace.
Terror’s fear
released.
A new day is dawning,
but where is the sun?
Our freedom and faith
are defined by the gun.
The symbol of power
overrules everyone
'Til we create our own
electricity.
A new day is dawning,
look up everyone,
it's time to rejoice in
the dawn.
New days, new
dawns, new destinations
open endless,
unforeseen segues.
Wonder
creates, merrily navigates veils
as each falls,
cast away.
Luminous
celestial array.
Lightning
aurora bursts
expose
prospective trails.
New days, new
dawns, new destinations
open into
never seen visions.
Wonder
creates, gracefully navigates
through veils
each cast away.
Luminous color
array.
Lightning
aurora
bursting
through.
ascend into
sacred muse-ways.
Every day a
new day
I walk
softly in the morning.
Drink
awakening dew, sunbeam blessed.
I take
what has always been mine,
cherish
magnificence
and
leave rough visions
of
apocalypse to human eyes.
morning
sunshine
burns off
fog.
Glistening sky
and the luxury
of
self-companionship.
Ready, take
aim, begin.