Lunar Eclipse

The moon starts to

Settle in the branches

Her clouded bed pulled

Across her face

She was eclipsed

Last night, in the

Haze and the fog of

Dusky evening.

She was eclipsed and

I thought of the

Having and wanting and

Doing and all that

Brings with it, the

Bother, restless bother

Bubbling up and seeping

Through that sense of calm

That place of being of

Observing of sitting still.

Still in this place is a

Dangerous space, wild nature

And her tendrils of

Wisdom of perspective

Of past sullen longings

Of something far greater

Takes me away.

Takes me to a realm

Where this field is

Far richer, nourishing

Luscious and lustful and

All-mighty creating

With its will that is

Not mine, not is it

Thine but just is

And washes over

Washes over and takes

The seeping poison

Saddened lack

Frightened know of

Dying.

And eclipsed, she reminds

Of impermance as

She emerges, full bright

And everlasting.