Glanced Upon A Spiral Bend

love surrounds him.
inspiration circles him.
passion eddies about him.
adoration, speculation
and angry envy rings him.
people pressing for small measure
of moth to light attention, orbit him.
life itself, radiates from him.
he, a force of nature,
this Pan-man parhelion,
manifesting it all this way,
natural and preter.

defender lad
of Sherwood's men.
maestro of million miles,
no advantage refused,
battleground scoped,
belly not sighed into.
yea, little is there not tasted,
tried, tale told or
multiverse doorway
stepped into.
Destiny writ cosmos
upon this mortal man,
divine hidden within and among.
pipes call to his soul,
this restless vine of fair Albion,
gentle with silent moon's morning dew.
hearkening sideways,
rose arbors appear,
shown by ogham's
counterclockwise seer.




september 2009