Morning Sky Medicine Friends
You metropolitan folks
will really have to use
your imagination
for this one
since modernity
has stolen the stars
from your eyes
This morning
4:15 AM
I stepped
on to the landing
of the outdoor stairway
on my way
to the meditation hall
The sky was still night
blackness deeper than my mind
could ever reach
not even a wisp
of sunlight
at the hill-curved horizon
crisp Catskill air
kissed my cheeks
awake
Held quietly boldly forth
by the incomprehensible sky
the Big Dipper
openly offered
its diamond-bright self
to me
a giant cup
of unimaginableness
handle hanging down
touching the tips
of the bare trees
so close
it seemed I could reach out
and take hold of it
so with immediate delight
I did
and I have to tell
you
Big Dipper was glad
to be held
same as us
you know
Gratefully gleefully
I poured it’s celestial nectar
in to the top of my head
my body
drank it down to my feet
revealing a thirst
I’d forgotten
or ignored
I could feel each cell
of me
smiling
It was the most natural
joyful thing
to do
You would too
I’m sure
Then of course
I wanted to share
some of me
with my new friend
so held its sparkling cup
to my heart
filled it up
and placed it
back in the sky
precisely
feeling it’s contentment
through to my bones
This wasn’t some childish fantasy
it was child-like wisdom
and love
shared between two aspects
of the One
whom we all know
when we listen
and see
and play
I wonder
who else
I can make friends with
this way
Maybe you
10.28 & 11.3.2017