Wheels of Time. Circular Calendars.
Legend
As silent as a mirror is believed
Realities plunge in silence by ...
I am not ready for repentance;
Nor to match regrets. For the moth
Bends no more than the still
Imploring flame. And tremorous
In the white falling flakes
Kisses are,—
The only worth all granting.
It is to be learned—
This cleaving and this burning,
But only by the one who
Spends out himself again.
Twice and twice
(Again the smoking souvenir,
Bleeding eidolon!) and yet again.
Until the bright logic is won
Unwhispering as a mirror
Is believed.
Then, drop by caustic drop, a perfect cry
Shall string some constant harmony,—
Relentless caper for all those who step
The legend of their youth into the noon.
Hart Crane
ETZNAB
Kin 158: White Lunar Mirror
I polarize in order to reflect
Stabilizing order
I seal the matrix of endlessness
The the lunar tone of challenge
I am guided by the power of heart.
Each galaxy is orchestrated into one vast universal symphony of divine self-revelation; an "island universe' unto itself.*
*Star Traveler's 13 Moon Almanac of Synchronicity, Galactic Research Institute, Law of Time Press, Ashland, Oregon, 2014-2015.
Ajna Chakra
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