fiery arrow upreaching.
FAS Summer School, Oxford, 28.8.2011
The fiery ease of the god's aspirations
Is not for me,
A wandering mortal hermit.
But the demi-god centaur
Translates their messages
And shows the way.
Melanie, Bali, 5.2.2012
No wind blows, an icy frost
blankets the Earth.
Stillness before Dawn,
Dawn casts a magical light soaring
strength seers skywards
must fall to Earth
and meet the aged pilgrim who
has seen it all.
Diana Grace-Jones, Studio E, London, 15.12.2013
With perfect precision the arrow is aimed
By the centaur, perched high on a boulder
The hunt is on, the beast is tamed
And he wears the skin over his shoulder.
From up in the sky Zeus smiles down with great pride
As he watches the centaur run free
With benevolent indulgence he acts as his guide
And bestows him the gift of visionary.
'Twas the Wheel of Fortune turning round the great God
That the centaur could now see well
He always knew with good fortune he could get to the top
But now he could see that some fell.
Far below the centaur, on the fertile ground
A lone man with a lantern did seek
The abundant Elementals were there to be found
And the pure gentle unicorn that did weep.
The lesson for all is just crystal clear
That whilst reaching for dreams up above
The blessings of Jerusalem may actually be near.
Air is animated
Stone is alive
Earth is dedicated
Sun is drive
a Mythic pleasures
Ursula D., London, 2014
One horse is no horse at all:
Rooted deep in the earth,
We feel our hooves over any distance,
A tremor in the dirt.
And so we move together,
Even when apart.
No fences, no master,
Only the archer,
And the distant drum of the heart.
Sophie Juneau, January 5th, 2014
Light my fire with inspiration
I’ll shine a light upon my soul
This wondrous gift of flight I treasure
Will carry me towards my goal
And reaching heights beyond all measure
I’ll seek and search until I am whole
Sunflower, West Sussex, 4.1.2015