Thursday, November 25, 2021
Sagittarius Celebration
Before integral threads
unfurled,
feral forces churned,
thrashed in
throes of
creation.
Telescoping
backward,
chaotic magic
riotous storms.
Over vast
escapade,
threads weave into
fabric.
Recognizable
forms
coalesce into
destinies.
Candles burn within dark
halls.
Sparks of wisdom engrave
walls.
Vision churned from flame
enthralls.
Doorway into sacred
revelation -- severe, profound,
grabs from beneath the
conscious realm.
Movable fire for warmth and
vision.
Flame as friend, staunch
companion of
journeyers.
Phoenix Fire fills open
hearts.
Potent flame to succor,
exalt,
to flow with natural
progression,
adaptive, to align with
intention,
to ignite.
Perpetually cast toward
consciousness,
dance to the music of
passion.
Avenge the angst of life's
attractions.
Get caught up in the lava
flow,
burning to spend and leap
without
resistance.
Feed on what feeds your
blossoming,
infinite bliss,
the whole of the
real.
Now escapes,
running into future
skyscapes,
closer than this
moment
as it slips
into one more.
Let your mind drift and
wander.
Take a leisurely stroll
through
what feels good, right,
beautiful...
To wander clothed for
travel, no map, destination;
direction found in whim or
instant’s serendipity.
A wild road calls, beyond
this threshold.
Arms wide into
flight
above foam and
sea,
absorbed by
awareness.
Age, a deep reflective
pond,
translates all the places of
possibility --
Twin jugglers set our
stage.
Nature and nurture
combine,
entwine with trails
inside.
Take up the tale, my star
lit dear,
of how we now have wandered
here.
Now’s waiting; don’t be
late.
Epic journeys cycle into
each successive now.
We wander trails of potent
destiny,
telling the
tale,
bodysurfing the
storm,
madly dancing in the
rain,
cast off from restrictive
form ...
to taste sweet
grapes
break crisply;
embark on a journey of
ecstasy
to be all,
every
thought to be,
enticement to unfurl
forgotten wings
to join the flight, the
call
into
exultation.
A journey of a thousand
destinies
written deep within your
soul;
traveling daily through all
the possibilities,
which are the parts that
make you whole?
Forward from
here.
Hope emanates, flows
into form --
hope for noble
stories,
soul destiny of
humanity.
Another day dawns and
lingers.
We journey on.
Leonore Carrington Nine Nine Nine
// posted by libramoon @ 3:04 PM 
Comments:
aquarius age
Forward - days of potent destiny.
We discover New values New outlets
Renewed potential energy.
Built on years of sun, storm,
elements always in flux,
forces summoned
and reconfigured to bring us here.
Infinity recombining --
adapting, to align with intention.
Now escapes,
running into future skyscapes,
holding yestereves
closer than this moment
as it slips
into one more.
*
Age, a deep reflective pond holding
melodies layered through ages.
Behind, terrors that made us more aware.
Beyond yonder break, who knows what epics
left to find, to ride in wonder, written on
mighty, sacred wind.
Breathing higher air,
hope emanates, flows into form;
hope for noble stories, ease of
peace in contemplation, transcendent
imagery, welcoming grace.
Where we want to be and where we
now stand:
imagine
small, incremental, delicately illustrated steps,
easy enough to reach and celebrate each success,
then on to the next.
Hold closely melodies that compel
forward, wherever you may wander.
Stories harvested over ages,
night to night, reveal exaltation --
a possible age in birth.
Love song 'tween Man
and Earth.
relax
feel the loosening of all your cares
look behind your eyes,
become aware
of the miracle that
you really are
Let your mind drift and wander.
Child of the Sun,
someday soon, when runes align
with stars, signs,
portents,
innocence dissolves. Wise angels sing.
Counting out the chimes as if time were treasure,
take pleasure in distinct moments
tied in gaily colored threads
for remembrance.
Take time and patience,
eye of storm, tongue of meditation,
clear mind of wisdom to wish.
Breathe in what feeds your blossoming,
infinite bliss,
the whole of the real.
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aquarius age
Forward - days of potent destiny.
We discover New values New outlets
Renewed potential energy.
Built on years of sun, storm,
elements always in flux,
forces summoned
and reconfigured to bring us here.
Infinity recombining --
adapting, to align with intention.
Now escapes,
running into future skyscapes,
holding yestereves
closer than this moment
as it slips
into one more.
*
Age, a deep reflective pond holding
melodies layered through ages.
Behind, terrors that made us more aware.
Beyond yonder break, who knows what epics
left to find, to ride in wonder, written on
mighty, sacred wind.
Breathing higher air,
hope emanates, flows into form;
hope for noble stories, ease of
peace in contemplation, transcendent
imagery, welcoming grace.
Where we want to be and where we
now stand:
imagine
small, incremental, delicately illustrated steps,
easy enough to reach and celebrate each success,
then on to the next.
Hold closely melodies that compel
forward, wherever you may wander.
Stories harvested over ages,
night to night, reveal exaltation --
a possible age in birth.
Love song 'tween Man
and Earth.
relax
feel the loosening of all your cares
look behind your eyes,
become aware
of the miracle that
you really are
Let your mind drift and wander.
Child of the Sun,
someday soon, when runes align
with stars, signs,
portents,
innocence dissolves. Wise angels sing.
Counting out the chimes as if time were treasure,
take pleasure in distinct moments
tied in gaily colored threads
for remembrance.
Take time and patience,
eye of storm, tongue of meditation,
clear mind of wisdom to wish.
Breathe in what feeds your blossoming,
infinite bliss,
the whole of the real.
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