Craving and Grasping for Autumn Moon Splendour

Craving and Grasping for Autumn Moon Splendour

Questing beyond the craving-quest the questioner becomes the misbehaving guest

Liberation is ne’re a thought until the bonds materialize
Choice is not choice but habit

Desire, that unruly bully carries us away like a leaf in the wind

Stupidity, that fooly coolie carries our knowledge off in the night
Aversion, that cruelly ghoulie carries us under to dank and dreary shield shells
We chase and cower and bask in our bewilderment

Our pencil necks betray our protruding ponches

The she of the heart repels the assaults he launches
Catch and release and catch and release
The cycle of adoption and rejection is ever our infection

Well I eat now when I’m hungry but hunger is a memory and a time

Chemicals within cue me and woo me to consume and digest
But after the pageant of taste there is the relief of expelling waste
All this waxing and waning and insatiability confound the body-mind
We are victims of our actions, purveyors of our fates
We are trapped in a maze of our own projections
And now for some music

For the light of the moon I croon

Strange glow in treetops grow
I trace the rays to her crescent phase
Now open unimpeded
The light gate flow monthly meted

A wave is a circle sliced, stretched, and flipped

A circle is a wave clipped, flipped, and squeezed
This yet that

Mother of tides, within and without

Queen of moonblood, oceans, and sap
She lives in the water mirror and yet in the sky
Her nights go shimmering by
I know you are but what am I?