The sun is behind the clouds,the moon hidden by trees and its own pale reflectionin countless pools of water.The Self is eclipsed by thought…
Why do we love the moon?
in the soul’s dark nightpoetry of new seasonswrites in the new moon
cosmic travelerscross the sea of galaxiesthey find their one moon
emerald to quartzflow under a crescent moonlion rises now. roar.
Lover, lover come to me I’ll cross the oceans, part the sea Smell you, see you, need you near In my ears your voice I…
Dear Soul & Sea Residents,