Message for Monday 18 March 2024
~Clock of Time, Prism of Space~
It's as if he were on a raft floating in the open
Sea, for his uncertain mind and lack of initiative invite
Shipwreck. What can he do? Count days and hours
Like an old-fashioned clock, follow a system to preserve
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Sanity. An analytical mind divides things clearly,
Using sound reason to fathom opportunity.
On land at last, he looks like an old man with a pack on his
Back and staff in his hand, walking down a hill:
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Pilgrimage. An ancient pottery bowl is filled with violets.
The real is changeless while tradition preserves values,
Tokens of meaning and identity. Violet is one hue of
The prism, which is positioned to reveal multiple facets
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Of a whole potential. Judgment of unusual accuracy
Is ranked validation of expanding colorful knowledge.
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{Monday} ~Clock of Time, Prism of Space~
Cosmic Piper
Moon in Cancer
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