another day has past
and we howl like wolves
finding that infinity is balanced
on either end by zeros
orbiting spheres of iridescent
ever-changing light
we are reflections of ourselves
in what we do, and mirrored
in our own eyes
the festival begins
and god said let there be music
from the first day until
the last
and may the sun be a
master juggler, juggling
the planets
keep yourself balanced and
your energy in orbit
howl when you need to howl
and your pack will howl with
you, hear them echo through
the dark forest
as the earth sways to meet you
enter the great illumination
god prays to the stars
fire burning wildly in our hands
embers rising and becoming stars
the village wakes at dawn
with song, and children laughing
great creator
bring warm energy and natural
light
detached from ego
the shortness of time spans the
length of the mind
and so god, or something else,
made the heavens, and no hell,
and the earth, and all things
within and between, and yes
they were good
