∞ Chrysalis July 1, 2015
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I sleep and dream the passing of time,
stars and worlds arising in an unremarkable march of eons,
destiny’s static hum.
And then . . . and then . . .
The awakening,
and consciousness is punctuated at last
by one thought like no other,
moving slowly along the continuum of infinity,
its seeds carried on celestial winds
to the cataclysm where chaos reigns.
Life paints with a palette of impossibility
and emerges from the imaginal soup
into the garden of the Universe,
the still-point of passion.
The container, fashioned from the contained,
spins back on itself in fertile mutation.
Caught in a star shower,
it regenerates in the empty center,
filling it with before and after:
the solidity of form.
I am both the watcher and the watched,
caught in the watching
as the march of eons converges with the dream
and I dissolve once again into the still-point,
the cycles of eternity.
Honeycomb Moon 