Memory of Fire

The solstice summons us into The cosmic sea, ever lost On the outer reaches of a galaxy Are we like Odysseus? the lost noble wanderers The dark winter has been too long True sailing is dead Our compass lost The stars wait for our return The solstice summons us Into her dark realm Where she Conspires to seduce us with long nights and mystery When will we understand The depth of our own inner land? When shall we see that we have And endless sun inside of our Own deep winter? The heartbeat of the cosmos lives In an eternal cold darkness, But gives birth to endless stars, Galaxies, novas and Waves of love – what else could this Creation be? Only those open to exploring  Those sailors who want waves to move them To extend their realm from the inside out will rise like water burned by the sun      ` We are all wanders in the cosmic ocean- Clasping to a water world, Whirling through space and time. We seek the solstice For the memory of distant suns for our own shining exploding Magnetic  soul  is enfolding. We are all just blazing flames Trapped in time and space Using gravity to wield our fate Like muses burnt by the memory of fire.                                       Kori 12/18/12