sitting in the still point
autumn glows all around
gold and crimson
line the streets
and breezes come in gusts
stabilizing wisdom
from dreamy Neptune
input from divine
what comes easy
and brings you joy
was always the
intuitive path
 
the sun rises…
slow at first through
early mist before it
shines clearly over head
its harmonious existence
with the earth is wisdom
at its best
 
I’m set ablaze
in the warm degrees
of autumn’s breeze
swirling in a liquid tub
thinking of ways to
entertain you
in this kingdom …
come by way of dreams
in the interaction of
spirit and physical realms