pick the wrong mushroom and your dead

you will never be killed for the insurance money

jockeying is non-existent in a solitary world

exiting Winter sailing the light
a wave expanding each day
eating up the black night
dawns first conquest replayed
and replayed until times end.

floating where no upside down exists
round and round and round
circles cyclical circling a star
history unfurling within eternal space
minds enquiring of the dark
one more question to debunk-
all the answers ever uttered by Man
whispers all echoing round and round and round
floating where no upside down exists.

stone and muscle
a creed and silence

work and rest
a helping hand

sisters and brothers
fathers and mothers

a family unison
love made manifest

hello in any language
set me to learn

the humble bowing of the head
as we come together

and I enter Holy Ground