there is nothing to lose here
and nothing to win
out here by the ocean
cast up on the shore
grains of salt
in damp sand
fragments of shell
bubbles keep rising
to break in the air
nothing more
nothing more
nothing more
nothing more
briefly cupped in a hand
the water of life
soaks back to sand
we go and we go
and we go and we go
we go, we go
we go into the flow
spiral and helix constantly spin
it’s part of a vision
too vast to explore
I’ve seen this before
and before and before
i was winnowing salt
from the summer sea
with a silver sieve
for healing
when a fairy came to me
she showed me its impurities
and how to cleanse the salt
at an eternal flowing spring
high up in the hills
when all was made complete
she left me sitting on the shore
alone
with sea shells at my feet
she called out to me a blessing
with a last flutter of her wings
and i have not forgotten her
or her gentle words
behind the three witches, fine chains
of iron, silver and jade
they twitched and trembled,
they had their own life
while the witches sat, frozen statues in time
what bought them to the depths of this cave?
where did their glowing chains lead?
so deep the gloom. foolishly brave,
i couldn’t see my own dragon
though i felt his breath close to my ear
leaving the cave and my dragon behind
the image of three chains remained
a puzzle left unresolved
i stumbled out, finding the light
i ran across miles and miles of dry land
and sailed a wild sea, to hold the arms of a man
drowned in a shallow watery grave
listen, like a snake the ocean twists and turns
the singing whips of salt and seaweed
slowly swept him away
seven women watched from the sun-blasted shore
speaking in whispers, spinning their threads,
they spoke of barbs stitched into clothes,
powders hidden in boxes, potions and spells,
a dead mans hand beneath the marriage bed
i could smell it, a dark bitter incense
what hope can there be in all this?
I don’t belong here at all, never will
there is no grace in this journey
no safe path for returning
my angels where have you been all this time?
you who left me beside the great gates
is this a lesson or just a mad dream?
return to me now, i need you still.
still, in stillness and light,
banish the battles of endless night
let me follow the silver chain
bringing my dragon to rest at my side
making me whole again
The Dreaming Path 