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The Road to Nowhere in Particular
The Road to Nowhere Walking it every day I know it quite well ~
Curtain Fall (II)
What’s hidden behind Is never to be revealed Transparency’s depths ~
Curtain Fall (IV)
Same Lineage
The Alchemy of Vulnerability (III)
In silence we speak The wind leaving empty-handed Utter transparency In an honest expression The alchemy of vulnerability Piercing thorns Of inevitable love Not yet faded Into the distant dream Of yesterdays ~
The Alchemy of Vulnerability (II)
The Alchemy of Vulnerability (I)
“Here’s Tom With the Weather”
Temporal Sequentiality
When All Is Said
The King and The Queen
Not of This World Alone (III)
Epilogue Some secrets Are not hidden Because they are too dark But because they are too bright Instead, as the light of a Burren blue moon Reflects the light of our closest star So does an Irish summers drop of rain Quietly mirror a She Who is not of
Solitudes Colliding forming Raindrop Constellations (II)
Under the drizzling Burren sky They reached the cave He leaned comfortably Against the large wet rock Creating a dark entrance To an underworld of mysteries He had only met in dreams Where the god of another world Had woken from his slumber And demanded the three entrances Between
The Grid (I)
Prologue The Great Grandmother sits At the source of creation Weaving a grid of paths crossing Reflected in the short-lived moment Of a raindrop held gently in her web Once in a while The sacred mystery Of her many daughters is revealed Before they evaporate Like raindrops under a
Irish Summer
Tosomhed
And the Clouds Held Up a Mirror
Poets Marbles (V)
Words evaporating Under the glaring sun Waiting For another rainy day ~
