Reach and Stretch...
August 31, 2005

Rum, rum, rum,
goes the drum, drum, drum...
deep into the secrets of the earth and my mind...

Adoring the god/dess that I am becoming,
liking the face in the mirror,
smiling at the past,
smiling at the future,
claiming the present with a large hand of good grip.

Breathing the moment,
am I inhabiting this moment?
Look, it has such large walls...
and I have such long arms...
reach and stretch...
and push those walls farther,
breathing the moment...

JAL, 8-31-05

The picture has been slightly cropped. The text off to the side reads as follows:

I know I was here before,
heard that wolf before,
the eternal wolf,
the eternal me...

Written while listening to Terra Hyperborea,
music which indeed speaks of magical and ancient, but timeless, currents.