Moon Wane Wanderer
The moon wanes down The women protect the sleepers
Celebrate the Secret Feast of the Goddess
The quiet darkness clears away the illusions of the senses
I seem to have fallen into a stupor this wane
Busy dancing with madness
The sanity of work and order waits for its time
There are no boundaries here
The illusion of Comfort is mere appearance
Infinite Space
Nothing but Sky-Mind
Striving to summon suitable conditions
Let me be Crafty oh Mother Wind
May the Hidden Family arise in the Earth Sphere
Siblings of Nature
Stir the Poisons in the Cauldron of Transformation
Let Wisdom Appear in the Minds of the Aimless Wanderers
Enchantment is about. Follow the Piper. I entice you to appear.
Fierce Magick - Tongues curled in Wrath
Earth Mother requests your Magick
Give unto the Cup ye Warriors All
Nothing can ye Keep in the Least
Precious Drops Smile in the Mind-Ocean
Crispy Crackling Change of Moments
Enter the Crucible my Dearies
Come Away Come Away Let’s Run
Fugitives from the moldings of the local worlds
Let the Mind of Fire burn away the deadwood
blocking the way to the Inner Beyond
Enter the Joy of Concentration and remain, entranced
The Mind sits Firm on the Earth
Expanding Roots Dancing Hunger and Chance
Oh to Subdue and Release without Effort and Fear
The World is the Bride Spontaneous
This Moment a Lover that never tires
Aye let us Stalk the very Threshold Guardians
Oh Great Protectors from Contamination and Sickness
See us there and back in the Mind of Wind-Light
Then May the Rite be Shared and the Hive buzz about in Merriment
To the Dark Moon Queen - I Drink this Potion unto Thee
To Yin Unseen - Shades of Midnight Unknown
We are little shoots traveling Under the Earth
Looking for the next illusion - A Warm Summer Life
We Appear as all Travelers Appear
From this World to That and On and On
Soul Wanderers Swaying in Strange Winds
We are only what we Do with these three Door Customs
Thought Word and Deed - from Whence we Go and Return
Grow for me my Seedlings
Heal the Earth with your Flowers
Feed the Children with your Grain
Perhaps your transience will betray me - no matter
Whatever Appears is the Task at Hand
One Flower or a Thousand - Either will Do
Let us Entice One Another Hither and Thither
Summoners Dancing
Mighty Conjurors At Play
Self and Other Mixing -Which is Which -No Cares
Sorrow and Joy Breathe the Same Air
Grasp the Real and You Obtain Lies
Untrick the Fanatic-Mind
Fix the Delicate House Perched on the Edge of Destruction
Or Better Yet Dwell there Knowingly Without a Care
There is This in relation to That
And Better Yet there is Just This
This is a Dense Place - hard to Navigate
We peer cautiously from shrouded sense-doors
Habits of Emotion and the Body seal in the Restless Mind
Harsh Ordeals await from these here Threshold Guardians
May we be Mirrors Unto One Another Reflecting The Path
Then May We Pass Undistracted
All Tribes Here Are Lost Wandering as Individuals
Mountain Solitude is merely a Sterile Laboratory
But A Way to Pass Away Moments Unhindered
Duty is the Charge of Family and Tribe
Rite is the Mind-Fool-Nest
Come Hither Me Darlings Before Old Age Takes Us
There is Work Undone for Tomorrow’s Child
Be Busy Here - A Party is about to Commence
The Manor needs a Settlin’
Trails need Cut
Come and Touch the Method
Gather its Fruits
No More to Wither Untasted
Abandon those Petty Excuses Veiling Bashfulness
It is the Simple Illusion of Inertia
Smile as you Offer yourself to the Wordy Stranger
Ah Now there is Prana of the Circle
Shaking Swirling and Shooting Await
Wisdom doesn’t Worry and Wisdom doesn’t Fret
And Wisdom doesn’t Tarry ‘bout what’s Gone and what’s Yet
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