Beltane and the Shadow Mountain Moon
Endless Messiah Contemplation
Water rippled by trade Winds, an endless path
Travels up, up into the clear blue Sky. Made fresh,
Land its Plants, its Animals drink and live.
Ancient, received not made here, one of the four
This Land. Made by Pele as Plates shift, restless, find fire.
Islands alone, contemplating restless creation, recreation.
Land loosens, sifts, smooths, ground fine. Sand.
A place not only Land, not only Water. The Shore.
Like our bodies between our souls and eternity.
The Trade Wind. Faithful, gentle, dependable.
A quiet Messiah who reveals the unseen’s power
Who moves the Palm and the Monkey Pod Tree
And lifts the Water into white pregnant Clouds.
No slouching toward Bethlehem. No complicated timing.
Earth, Air, Fire, and Water. Those who need them.
The Messianic times come round through the heat of the Sun,
The turning of the Earth, and the long pilgrimage of life.
