Windblown

Collectors of the fabulous offer tales
that tease the mind, lure the heart
some near enough to Truth to ring bells
of certainty...
but do not believe what is told
about the chill clarity of Lunar Winds

It is not so.

Twilight sailors of the starry archipelago
have long known and yet remain
reluctant to share specifics, reveal trade secrets
unaware or careless
of the dangers which lurk in ignorance...
my experience was inadvertent
and I have already lost what I can lose
living now becalmed in the moment
tide washed on the shores of reality
waiting to greet another storm

Lunar Winds are dew spangled murk
warm as Life
attaching what is not immobile
wresting the mutable
from entropic landscapes
tossing, whirling, freewheeling
creating a battered unity
strewn in the wake of chaos
as dust upon the robes of travelers
who carry tales about crystalline purity
found only in the Lunar Winds....

2002