A sprinkle of blue sparkle off the lapis lazuli sky. A throw of stars from the full moon night. We will take in abundance while rowing the waves once in the River Nile.
Hear! The crave of oars breaching the shore. Reaching out and close to the pyramid foundation. That’s scientia is pure rigid yet so open loose. One dozen milky ways can hover in rhythm over this stony knot!
That doesn’t mean the Mintaka stars will give up their shares at all They will sit on the top. Without the pyramid moving a step from the true north.
Between this relative sublunary and over the moon mural if and when one spaces up. The silent Moon takes a pause humming the prehistoric lullabies. With a patch of the blue sky and a starry sprinkle from the night. Maybe then we will take a break in behind the closed doors of the great pyramid!
A poem from my upcoming book Qun: Love is Above Reason