some thoughts on constellation work

  • From: "annimukkala" <annimukkala@xxxxxxxx>
  • To: ConstellationTalk@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Sun, 01 Feb 2009 21:21:26 -0000

dark night&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;no boat&#65007;&#65007;
no sail&#65007;&#65007;
not compass&#65007;&#65007;
not star&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;where who &#65007;&#65007;
but i &#65007;&#65007;
endure&#65007;&#65007;
this pounding pummel &#65007;&#65007;
blackened sea&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;aurora &#65007;&#65007;
the sky fainting &#65007;&#65007;
glimmers hope from &#65007;&#65007;
the mist despair&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;stray oar has&#65007;&#65007;
brushed me &#65007;&#65007;
hard &#65007;&#65007;
and for it i pull &#65007;&#65007;
believing it to be &#65007;&#65007;
more &#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;the dawn &#65007;&#65007;
not coming &#65007;&#65007;
not coming&#65007;&#65007;
and i yearn in&#65007;&#65007;
silent screams &#65007;&#65007;
when &#65007;&#65007;
when&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;and then&#65007;&#65007;
amidst the darkness&#65007;&#65007;
deeper and foul&#65007;&#65007;
small boat &#65007;&#65007;
knocking at me&#65007;&#65007;
bumping me&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;pitches
 and down&#65007;&#65007;
without my hand&#65007;&#65007;
without my foot&#65007;&#65007;
with mindfulness undone&#65007;&#65007;
inside this boat&#65007;&#65007;
i am&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;yet&#65007;&#65007;
years of nights &#65007;&#65007;
and months &#65007;&#65007;
in misty torment&#65007;&#65007;
cluster on&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;i have not slept&#65007;&#65007;
yet still i dream&#65007;&#65007;
of minions &#65007;&#65007;
who have passed&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;for them i am&#65007;&#65007;
for them i yield&#65007;&#65007;
from torment and deceit&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;so shimmers dawn&#65007;&#65007;
horizon nears&#65007;&#65007;
soft light &#65007;&#65007;
envelops haze&#65007;&#65007;
 &#65007;&#65007;
great tree unfolds  &#65007;&#65007;
above the shore&#65007;&#65007;
with roots &#65007;&#65007;
unhurling time &#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;the dawn &#65007;&#65007;
the day&#65007;&#65007;
the stern grates sand&#65007;&#65007;
my foot embraces land&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;i run&#65007;&#65007;
i gasp &#65007;&#65007;
i flail&#65007;&#65007;
i clutch the knarled branch&#65007;&#65007;
my fate&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;sweet soul-filled wind  &#65007;&#65007;
sun scraped on leaf&#65007;&#65007;
i see &#65007;&#65007;
let be&#65007;&#65007;
it be&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;and &#65007;&#65007;
murmur mama's rhymes&#65007;&#65007;
&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;&#65007;


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