When? June 17, 2021

How? Added a fire stamp to my Maui palm trees through the waves post

These words tell of no legend or fable

But rather an undiscovered Dionysian truth

That foretold of my eventual divergence

From the covenant and the temple

It began as a thrilling warmth that overtook me

On that Summer’s Eve under the night sky of Gemini

The moon, the wolf and Ursa Minor stood as witnesses

As my Aphrodite emerged from fire and sea

I sat in my room exhilarated and confused

As the heat of that night overtook me

My aging lamp began to burn hot and bright

Was this heatstroke or fumes of fancy

I struggled with my emotions and pen and paper

All I could feel was the heat

Perhaps she was a figment of my imagination

Or a hallucination from a mild heatstroke

I could feel her presence from my domestic cave

But I never rehearsed this unforeseen moment

I was caught in my own cave of domesticity

The everyday objects in my home grew unfamiliar

Light began to lose its shape

My hands were full of the first half of my life

And I had yet to see that Middle Path

That would reveal itself over the course of a year

A siren was all tha

I know why the siren sings

Outside my window every Sunday Eve

After all the birds have left

When the mud remains exposed

I know why the siren hides

Within the elephant rocks

And waits as the daylight grows sleepy

And the dragonfly wings cease to flutter

I know the siren is wounded

By a deep cut within her soul

At the hands of pure evil

Whose stone heart pumps the dead

Leftovers of forgotten souls

It is written that she was

The tones in her song were visual

She traveled at the speed of light

I wouldn't hear her sound until after she left

(Hot air balloon)

I’ve sailed atmospheric waves

In a basket fueled by fire

It carried me closer to the sun

But my heart remained cold to the touch