Saturday, November 20, 2021
scorpio re-birth (for Vallin SFAS)
scorpio re-birth
This great projectile
vitality,
the
infinite recombining.
Take pleasure in distinct
moments
tied in gaily colored
threads
for remembrance.
Deepest Scorpio,
obscured in ghosts and mysteries,
come out in the wild night
dressed in diamond stars,
flowing
desire.
Serenades from the Moon
exult in pleasure,
far from decay of leaves, sad
savagery,
that strange stained light in
setting dark.
Silence, Isolate, a pause in
cycling.
Tender reflection in the settling
sky
a throne to reign
weary tantrum waves below
Now escapes,
running into future skyscapes,
holding yestereves
stiff and strained
closer than this moment
as it slips
into one more.
Pictographs along the wheel
to distract from
its unceasing
crawl ...
Lights dim
drink might brighten
fun
Pour life forth to warm cold
blood
Scorpio at home in
passion
Deeply attractive
Complicated
At core strong self-belief
expressed instinctively.
Sense memory trances deliciously
replenish
deep well of being
At the edge of the
real.
At the plummet of
denial,
At the summit of all we
pretend,
Re-echoing
crescendo.
Doorway into sacred revelation --
severe, profound,
grabs from beneath the conscious
realm.
Delve, bring dark matter into
light,
seeking power of wisdom.
Taste of blood-brain barrier,
pierced by pain,
Inspired by engorging,
by symphonies of guilt and shame
and hope,
by simple tableaux glimpsed from
roving eyes,
by lightening, darkening, liminal
desires,
by brave warriors who cope with
more
than could be required
and the songs my silent ear
demands I hear.
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
reserve.
Then, in sweet afterglow,
in mild day's reflection,
take in the view of battlelands
subdued.
In this fading light, this waning
Sun,
aftermath of action,
take time and patience,
eye of storm, tongue of
meditation,
clear mind of wisdom to wish.
Feed on what feeds your
blossoming,
infinite bliss,
the whole of the
real.
Infinite muse-lit lanterns take
wing,
illuminate eternity.
Redefinition, delineation,
demarcation,
all the places of
possibility.
Open to scrying eyes
--
the universe of time and
space
awaiting birth.
manifest the
intention
give birth to form and
substance
give meaning to the here and now
that expands into worlds unknown
It is not a birthday
without
cake and good
wishes.
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scorpio re-birth
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This great projectile vitality,
the infinite recombining.
Silence, Isolate, a pause in cycling.
Tender reflection in the settling sky,
weary tantrum waves below.
Pictographs along the wheel
to distract from
its unceasing
crawl ...
Deepest Scorpio,
obscured in ghosts and mysteries,
out in the wild night,
dressed in diamond stars, flowing
desire.
Serenades from the Moon
exult in pleasure,
blessed in decay of leaves, sad savagery,
that star-stained light in setting dark.
Now escapes,
running into future skyscapes,
holding yestereves
stiff and strained
closer than this moment
as it slips
into one more.
Lights dim
drink might brighten fun
Pour life forth to warm cold blood
Scorpio at home in passion
Deeply attractive
Complicated
At core strong self-belief expressed instinctively.
Sense memory trances deliciously replenish
deep well of being.
At the edge of the real.
At the plummet of denial,
At the summit of all we pretend,
Re-echoing crescendo.
Doorway into sacred revelation -- severe, profound,
grabs from beneath the conscious realm.
Delve, bring dark matter into light,
seeking power of wisdom.
Taste of blood-brain barrier, pierced by pain,
inspired by engorging,
by symphonies of guilt and shame and hope,
by simple tableaux glimpsed from roving eyes,
by lightening, darkening, liminal desires,
by brave warriors who cope with more
than could be required
and the songs silent ears demand be heard.
Dance to the music of passion.
Avenge the angst of life's attractions.
Get caught up in the lava flow,
to spend and leap without reserve.
Then, in sweet afterglow,
in mild day's reflection,
take in the view of battlelands subdued.
In this fading light, this waning Sun,
aftermath of action,
take time and patience,
eye of storm, tongue of meditation,
clear mind of wisdom to wish.
Feed on what feeds your blossoming,
infinite bliss,
the whole of the real.
Infinite muse-lit lanterns take wing,
illuminate eternity.
Redefinition, delineation, demarcation,
all the places of possibility.
Open to scrying eyes --
the universe of time and space
awaiting birth.
manifest the intention
give birth to form and substance
give meaning to the here and now that expands into worlds unknown
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scorpio re-birth
*
*
This great projectile vitality,
the infinite recombining.
Silence, Isolate, a pause in cycling.
Tender reflection in the settling sky,
weary tantrum waves below.
Pictographs along the wheel
to distract from
its unceasing
crawl ...
Deepest Scorpio,
obscured in ghosts and mysteries,
out in the wild night,
dressed in diamond stars, flowing
desire.
Serenades from the Moon
exult in pleasure,
blessed in decay of leaves, sad savagery,
that star-stained light in setting dark.
Now escapes,
running into future skyscapes,
holding yestereves
stiff and strained
closer than this moment
as it slips
into one more.
Lights dim
drink might brighten fun
Pour life forth to warm cold blood
Scorpio at home in passion
Deeply attractive
Complicated
At core strong self-belief expressed instinctively.
Sense memory trances deliciously replenish
deep well of being.
At the edge of the real.
At the plummet of denial,
At the summit of all we pretend,
Re-echoing crescendo.
Doorway into sacred revelation -- severe, profound,
grabs from beneath the conscious realm.
Delve, bring dark matter into light,
seeking power of wisdom.
Taste of blood-brain barrier, pierced by pain,
inspired by engorging,
by symphonies of guilt and shame and hope,
by simple tableaux glimpsed from roving eyes,
by lightening, darkening, liminal desires,
by brave warriors who cope with more
than could be required
and the songs silent ears demand be heard.
Dance to the music of passion.
Avenge the angst of life's attractions.
Get caught up in the lava flow,
to spend and leap without reserve.
Then, in sweet afterglow,
in mild day's reflection,
take in the view of battlelands subdued.
In this fading light, this waning Sun,
aftermath of action,
take time and patience,
eye of storm, tongue of meditation,
clear mind of wisdom to wish.
Feed on what feeds your blossoming,
infinite bliss,
the whole of the real.
Infinite muse-lit lanterns take wing,
illuminate eternity.
Redefinition, delineation, demarcation,
all the places of possibility.
Open to scrying eyes --
the universe of time and space
awaiting birth.
manifest the intention
give birth to form and substance
give meaning to the here and now that expands into worlds unknown
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