to my hubris i hear you

on the full moon

to my hubris i hear you i see you
twisted, arcane smoothness
gnarl wisdom branch
what is this you
basic as
fractured guise,
defense
cradle to the grave how
i’ve needed you, coveted
that which i am
not except for
within your reflected
pane, perched
here at the window~

first moon of summer
peering in

i laugh with
jewel of Indra
network of heart
light world beat
rhythm soul wildflowers
everywhere, making
glad tidings of the earth

bare witness, knowledge
solace
grace

of this Home

to the turning & what is
/Yet

To be,

my love.

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