Just Lucky, I Guess...

The rains cleanse

as Sky opens

and the torrent begins

washing the filth of Civilization

to the curb and catch basins,

A tree not set well in the Earth

regrets not seeking deeper,

living on the surface,

without depth, without solidity

toppling now across the tracks before me

branches brushing past my face

a feather's kiss,

a leafy embrace

and I in the middle 

in the only safe place...

 

Untouched and unharmed,

I look Heavenward,

knowing it was no rabbit's foot

or some Lucky Charm;

Myrtle, Acacia, Cyprus, Cedar
gifts springing from the soil;

learn the Magic, know the Mystery

Basics Truths, Earthly Majesty,

for it is Written for all to see

if your eyes are focused,

if your Heart believes...

 

The Time approaches,

the Beast nears,

fear the Trumpets
for the will announce

who will continue

and who will diminish,

so get your affairs in order,

the Time grow short...

June 24, 2015