The Oracle is still wandering with the moon.
I usually get up between around 6 am, and I’ve been photographing the sky out my windows, front and back, for a few months now. Last week was only the second time I’ve seen it out the kitchen window at that time.
The very next morning it was out front, to the south, as usual.
between never and spring
roots cycle thick beneath earth
trees sing of always
and birds climb winter wind
into this wandering moonlit dawn
amidst the deep season
of sacred now