invocation
dark is the moon:
cycle closed, essence distilled,
a concentrated aroma
decocted in a silver bowl.
heartshare
deep vast void, cloud of unknowing…
– no light (no hope) / no shadow (no clarity) –
groping your way in a tangled forest,
feeling the ground on hands & knees.
gifts of breath
void is a holy mirror
where new ideas gestate;
old bones exhale a spirit.
a sprout pokes up its tender head!
in real life
some ideas in our world are ready to die –
other ideas are just being born!
honor the fading but nurture the fresh.
behind the ruins breaks a blue dawn.
to do
these little children
soon will inherit the world.
elder, share experience…
youth, live a new way!
benediction
out of darkness, bring your light:
nature is power! together we stand!
baby, babble & crawl –
one day you will stand tall.