Note to myself

All of this day,
and another night,
till the moon turns
Queen of time and tide
Grandmother

So wait, through the rain
and mist
the storm crows' scream

Wait, and just wait
quietly.
Quietly learn again
the algebra
of blood
Seek the logic
of the heart and keeping

Stop peering down the long
road of years, stretched
beyond knowing

The circle that curves,
curls back on it self
brings joy




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jjl 29/06/07