Life lives by killing and eating itself, casting off death and being reborn like the moon.
Joseph Campbell
full moon mother of emotional flux and reflux
your soft beam kneads my supple ocean
your waxing and waning, the cadence of your lunation
pouring me through timeless hydrologic cycles of memory
steadfast, oldest friend of Earth
casting sideling glances in lakes and streams
your ludicrous scenes of tidal logic
remain emblazoned upon my mind
to you I surrender my illuminated soul
orbiting nights in vespertine slumber
into the lucid visionary dawnflash
of reflective solar radiance
I withdraw from this physical plane
and approach you with my entire being
to merge my multi-visaged rolodex
with the phantasmagoria of watery subconscious
your arc follows my sleep
your sleep follows my waking
your parables of increase and diminishment
invite me to explore the duality of my nature
within your pale albedo dreamworld’s
sleepy-eyed mirror of absurdity
I scry verities in dire need of discovery
retrieving the buried fragments of my refracted self. | IL