Night Voices
“To you and your children: stay together learn the flowers go light” -“For the Children” by Gary Snyder What does a little light mean under the rising red moon and the circling stars endlessly reaching for a zenith? Greens yellows ambers blend with moss, they flicker like a great siren over the blackened pond. But what is a waning light – the fireflies ask again – to you and your children? Was that the whispered question of a firefly or a dying star millions of miles away from your mind? Nothing you can touch or take. But here in this muddled weather there is a flash of synchrony when the fireflies entreat you all to join the pattern, to exhale and dance light as a feather: Stay together. And what have you left for any future lights? What shines when the neon nitrogen mercury runs out from your urban utopias - when it has darkened us all, that which you call power. Swim through the pond, they say. Brush the soft algae, inhale the lotus. Let the purple lily guide you every h