Into The Cauldron

Into The Cauldron

A sprinkle of red sand
with the after taste of earthquake.

A pinch of summer's breeze
with a touch of tornado.

A dash of starlight
with just a hint of super nova.

A teaspoon of warm rain
with two drops of lightening storm.

A heaping of the bright purity of spirit
with a splash of the dark night of the soul.

Under the moon,
through a full cycle,
stirring the kettled womb continuously,
adding the right ingredients
creating this recipe called life.

February 12, 2003
Tressa Lee Breen

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