"I am prepared to recast my shadows into fire rings around the moon."
Love that line. My shadows have been heavy lately so recasting them appeals
as the full moon approaches.
Think about "moonstruck and soul-footed in animal loveliness"...
the dignity of the wild animals living on instinct, adapting to survive
as humans desecrate their homeland.
and then
"where the river beneath the river softens."
I didn't see the recurring theme of softening until just now.
Pudding instead of peanut brittle perhaps?
I'm pondering my hard places and preparing
to practice the art of susurration.
Namaste'
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