Navigating the Transition
Ibis descends, wings outstretched hold
feathers scatter as he opened toes
escapism, isolation no solution
Isis here too, trick tactics no ablution
dramatic underbellies soot convolutions
Hell's commands sprinkled with Heaven’s Song
draconia tantrums dissolved in nectar strong
promised trophies dish out deceptions
understand innuendo perceptions
judgement mixed with collaboration files
these are the Riders, black and white
fools with magicians loop circles tight
entangling rhymic light
justice twirls infatuation on poetic pages
riding waves insane to nowhere profane
clock strikes, who or what to choose
DMT spikes making paths a longer
cruise, painting towns red only snorter
don’t lose what is given as aware golden goose
check unhealed inner-children loose
Guide came, teaching about dharma
was laced with sidling drama
wheels could not turn, undeveloped discern
St. Gabriel waited his turn, empresses
letting colloidal silver smoking burn
lost bait no concern, quietly sojourn
examine microcontests, listen clear letters sell
timbre of voice will tell hidden bells
rune stones, tai-chi or bodywork will not do
align with purest signals true
this ditch Darkest of Dark, one protecting another friendships lark
subconscious so subtly profound
no strategy can confound
Riders will be given time to test
stokes strong as steel wrest
gong strikes for midday meal
eat no flesh, open wounds thresh
feel quiet revolution turning to mesh
Shadowy Ones will not hear, no seers
this Oracle’s frequency is solitaire
Aquarian Dark attacks sharpen strategic minds
run not from Riders or like kind
man-woman, reptilian or Earthling wacks
present own core fully oared
though wheels are stolen steel
we’re not alone, keep progressing inward keel
dolphins, mer people near, no fear
Aquarius on track after Kali sure
spring follows winter
endure
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Ghairo Daniels
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