*
*
thinkin' on D.H.L's woman who rode away
sitting/sunnin' atop St.Cat's
looking east along Chesil t'wards Portland
breezes and buzzin' bees attend my body
a cawin' of crows ?
i have ascended to heaven via the hillside
of sheep who will never
pass thru the kissin' gate
& all i can find to say is
oh my god
oh my God
OH MY GAWD !
*
the breezes blow
the gate before me rattles
& my skin is grazed by the sun
i am an offering to all that is
a part of all that is....
RABENNAH KEBIR !*
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
*
*
"THE SUN HE IS ALIVE AT ONE END OF THE SKY. AND THE MOON LIVES AT THE OTHER END. AND THE MAN ALL THE TIME HAVE TO KEEP THE SUN HAPPY IN HIS SIDE OF THE SKY. AND THE WOMAN HAVE TO KEEP THE MOON QUIET AT HER SIDE OF THE SKY. ALL THE TIME SHE HAVE TO WORK HARD AT THIS. AND THE SUN CAN'T EVER GO INTO THE HOUSE OF THE MOON. AND THE MOON CAN'T EVER GO INTO THE HOUSE OF THE SUN, IN THE SKY."
D.H.LAWRENCE (THE WOMAN WHO RODE AWAY - p61)
*
* GOD IS GREAT !
* * * * *