No matter how removed, how far
We are all made of the same stars
Beyond the pale, between the lines
Inextricably intertwined

Our consciousness holds us apart
From the Great Mother's other stars
But at the moment that we die
The Earth becomes part of the sky

You shall find if you shall seek
A million different ways to speak
Our tongue is not the only tongue
For we are not the only ones

In love and loss, in fight and flight
A thousand voices fill the sky
Still echoing across the land
I wish that I could understand

Sometimes I wonder about ants
Their tiny little alphabets
The verbal dances of the bees
Six nine and zero, eight and three

I wonder too about the whales
Who roam the ocean without sails
And sing their deep and haunting tunes
A million miles below the Moon

I wish that I could understand
The speech of creatures on the land
They bark and growl, whistle and hiss
What is the meaning of all this?

But we are not the only ones
And ours is not the only Sun
Who do I most wonder about?
One day I hope that we'll find out.

Deeper still the darkness waits
And the darkness has no face
You who hold no form, no shape
Which shape shall your shadow take?

Run run run
Like a rabbit
In an Ouroboros
Try try try to reach
The top of the
Snake
No one tries
To break down the walls
No one knows
What else might
Break

We live in a world of
Forces and fields
Energy and waves
It is black and white and grey
The mind paints rainbows
On the waves
And in the space between the stars
We make our frame
And see deep within the void
Our own face