Instinctively I searched for friendly faces Guides and teachers To show me who I was And where to go.
This body, face and family Was not me. My clothes, my voice, my knowledge Was not me.
I needed help I was a human and had human need: Hope,heart and humour were a start.
I landed first on Mars and sought protection from a mighty arm But arms that hug can hold too tightly and too long.
So up to Jupiter I looked 'Oh father Sky God, keep me safe!' But, 'Oh by Jove!' The auspices that came as doves Brought thunder too And frightened me.
To Uranus I fled, and fled again as he detested me And meant me harm.
The weekend beckons; Saturn's next, the Golden Age of Man Feast and plenty Five and twenty.
But no! Move on. The moon awaits And love and lust and Soma from the gods- But werewolves howl and madness lurks.
Neptune swims by and draws me in To nuptials And I float awhile upon the tide, Losing myself in another.
Pluto gives me wealth But rules the underworld Where wealth can take you If you bide its rules.
A young man next, so fare of face,an orator, A man of letters: Mercury, quick silver Changing with the wind. A messenger, a vessel merely He steals and is the God of thieves. A thief who tends the dying. Nothing is his or of him; he takes and smiles and moves then moves on.
And then to Mother Earth, The Titan, Gaia.
And what is earth? The dirt beneath my feet from which I look up To the heavens.
My feet are black and bruised My eyes are open My toes can feel the grit I feel the air upon my face.