I don't think anybody has posted Poi Dog Pondering, at least in the short time I've been active here. Outstanding post, as usual.
Big constellation hanging over my head,
a crooked and thorny starry crown.
Illumination shine a light on my dreams.
The last time I wore wings I was only three.
The dead leaves of old life's longings crackled under my feet.
But now the moonlight stalks me and the sun never lets me sleep.