Lunar Revelation
Like the moon seeking fulfillment,
my thoughts hung dangling
in cosmic crescent and yin-yang
spaces of contemplation
until tell-tale gibbous moments
of awareness prefaced
the paralleling of the full moon
reality; life’s waxing and waning;
it’s crucifixion and resurrection
and the revealed emptiness of life’s cross
bringing the fulfillment of its quest.
In the moon-glow of the cool stilled night,
spiritual meditation whispered the purpose
mission of inking a cross of words of truth,
praying they would empty themselves
therefrom and be entombed and resurrected
in yours and the children’s minds; anointing all
with the wisdom and guidance of quested liberation: -
Thus, may these anointing words be as precious to all
as was that of the oil of Aaron, the dew of Hermon
and that dew which descended upon the mountain of Zion.