Moon Bone (Pt. 1)

Moon-bone rattle,

Star-born feathers top

headdress descending;

Body married to all that is

terrestrial,

Mind sojourns to the heavens.

 

Windows to two mirrors turn,

mirrors turning toward each other,

Self situated between.

Reflections now swirling, made parabolic, then

Moebius.

Closed eyes find infinite repetition,

though something solid blocks the source-image.

 

Copyright 2015

Logan Mikal White-Mulcare

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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