There is a portal in the waves…
There is a portal in the waves,
a pathway to a realm where our senses are instantly cleansed,
awoken,
prised wide open…
most potent a journey whilst the CHILL remains,
intensified when the Lunar Goddess of the night,
is revealing her galactic heart in full bloom…
At first i suspected I was conjuring the elements rising up to meet my return to the watery depths…
An idea echoed by my former valkyrie Queen,
as thrice during a mean exchange,
when her human word daggers cut at my heart,
the until then pleasant waves abruptly reached higher,
grasped for the sky,
lapping to crashing onto the shoreline,
wild wind appearing from nowhere flinging sand hither thither,
hundreds before so comfortable,
in their projection from the land onto sand….
caused to run wild frenzy for cover.
Her rage!
I assumed in spastic romantic AWE OF HER POWER!
masochist gone deep and wrong,
yet I can still see her telling me….
‘No Daniel…
The ocean and wind are YOUR friends,
the Sea is leaping to protect you,
the wind is blowing sand in all eyes near you but yours’…
I have realised since,
the secret of not likely my protector, simply aware of me reaching towards him… Poseiden baring aquatic horns and trident…
Total immersion in the wilderness under the surface connected like electricity,
solar flares prising all senses wide open aware,
to the vast nature cocoon with the primal nature within.
A surge of ONENESS,
light explodes in the darkness
daunting,
then fearful,
then incredible OCEAN dancing in tune to the Moon,,,
floods tidal wave,
through the ancient bonds born of the wild whence we came from and too easily forgot,
At first i suspected I was conjuring the elements rising up to meet my return to the watery depths…
An idea echoed by my former valkyrie Queen,
as thrice during a hideous, brutal,
vicious exchange,
when her HUMAN SLASHES cut at my heart,
the until then pleasant waves abruptly reached higher,
grasped for the sky and lunar source of all that matters beyond,
lapping to crashing onto the shoreline, wild wind appearing from nowhere flinging sand hither thither,
Her rage! I assumed in dumb, my world confined to just humans AWE OF HER POWER!
‘No Daniel… The ocean and wind are YOUR friends, the Sea is leaping to protect you, the wind is blowing sand in all eyes near you but not yours’...
I have realised since, the secret of not likely my protector,
simply aware of me reaching towards him…
Poseiden projecting aquatic horns and trident…
We can only hope for the best,
im long too looking to the world of humans for a better world,
have lost too much of what inspires my heart to beat wild from the flock of similar outline.
I have come to find more value in the seagulls and dragonflies,
they are who I seek to take with me to Venus and Saturnian moons…
I retain my eagerness to know others,
to seek to relate,
am saddened, if not hardended, enraged,
by my collisions with humans here…
they are aggressive, false, mean, cowards of all that mattes most.
so I escape to where the ocean meets the land,
and find sanctuary, solace, solidarity…in the waves, in the ladybirds landing upon me,
exploring my thighs and hands,
the black swans and their curious language,
solely the march flies slow attacking with their needle fangs spoiling the serenity!
I was long ago struck and mesmerised by the siren song of a sorceress we call Woman.
Slug too close to my own hapless heartfelt happenings…so I try lean myself to Sagan>>>>
Whose mind soated wild and far beyond the accepted confines of human ponderings….
and yet,
whiilst Sagan expands my wanderings of psyche,I am
I am closer to a modern day grand nephew of Pan>>>
I am closer to the weasels than humans…
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