Ingression Interlude

Breathe,

and see how fire controls

the destiny of your wish as it plays on the lighted candles

celebrating the New World as One Nation.

This cake, a batter of sounds, that tastes like colors

and colors that sing.

Let me tell you about the angle of incidence.

The place where fire sparks the ray

that gives light as it touches each soul.

Breathe,

and lean on nature to teach you the way.

Messages from the spheres

will speak to you in the language

of trees, glaciers, winds, beasts, birds and

the melodies of the moon, planets, sun and other stars

will roll onto your eardrum as unassuming as a cloud.

The anvil, hammer, stirrup;

the original score in synchronicity,

in unity, in harmony.

The heart, the first drumbeat.

The heart, the gift in every sphere.

The heart, I call -

the unifying axis of the spheres.

Put aside, for now, the place where dreams dry-rotted.

Let the laughter live a little.

So sing and skip and dance and swirling skirts

Partner with like spirits and run hand in hand,

feast and swim.

The overflowing joy may leave you worn out

but satisfied.

Remember who loved you

as you catch your breath.