The Oracle is feeling the weight of what we are doing to our world.
smoke saturated sleep
forest mother shadowscreams
raw death rips redblack
skyfire raining blood
as we run away
who why how
There is no drama in most moments, but the accumulation becomes a story. One day you wake up, or you think you wake up. But something burns—you can smell it in the air. Ashes of yesterday are falling from the sky. You thought the past was dead, but it has only rearranged itself into today, or is it already tomorrow?
And what happened yesterday anyway?
I went out to the hazel wood because a fire was in my head. I walked and walked and walked until I came to a pool of water, still and deep. I sat beside it, watching my reflection smolder, waiting for something to be revealed. The light scattered on the liquid surface held me and gave me a different life, turned me inside out.
Now I am only flames, or was that yesterday? Which side am I on?
For the dVerse Prosery prompt from Kim, some inspiration from Yeats: ‘I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head’.
The art is from a series of constellation poems I did for Pure Haiku. Freya’s current theme is Unfurling–you can submit until February 28.
#30 Li Clarity
“Shed your light into the darkness of other lives—with joy accept the connection with all things and be a part of it.”—dreamhawk.com
you must meet, then turn
back. You must
then leave. You must find words that
now drowning, the waves
down dark deep, spiraling wheels
across the cosmos,
multiplying time with fire–
I’ve been meaning to redo this Beach I Ching with a new collage ever since I first posted it, a year and a half ago. I thought the original collage I did was too busy. This one better represents the fire over/under fire of the hexagram.
My original Beach I Ching photos were done in 2014, and I have photos from 2016 and 2017 as well. So it’s time I get back to it on a regular basis.
You can see the rest of the series here.
Also linked to dVerse Open Link Night.
“Shine on and on.”—Yo Ching