| Mystic Poem #1 I see the flowers: daffodil, dactyl, and deus ex machina, marigold, daisy, and purple petunia into eternity catching the light and casting the shadow of a small insignificant star. Yet how much more beatified are these than eternity when I’m sitting on my porch. Perhaps I am in competition with god, but heaven can be now. Why wait? Cecelia Shooner May, 1995 © 2003 Sun in Pisces, Moon in Aquarius, Scorpio Rising |