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Array ( [sid] => 45962 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => In The Eye Of The Orb [time] => 2004-05-03 05:53:03 [hometext] => Magical herbs used for vision quests... [bodytext] => Full is the lunar orb
which hangs o''er head
a silent eye in the night
clear black and blue
tis the night of
three of this May

Quests of visions
I desire the conjure of
fresh herbs of salvia divinorum
mixed blessedly with
mad dog, lettuce opium,
hops and passion flower

The flame choked by thumb
searing my voice with intake
expelled into spirit
apparitions I recognize
wander and dance up and up
dissipating into the eye moon

The eye which has been moving
sliding into natural positioning
ever so slick and sly
following the rhythm of revolution
revolving in a step
choreographed by the universe

My how calm of soul
how scents of freedom
now released from tense
constricted negativeness of day
my skin kissed by the rays
my friend a great lunar ship

If I close my eyes
the voice of it''s master
summons me upon it''s craft
spinning like spooling thread
lifting my life light
body lumped useless to it.

Climbing in like spilling liquid
lust, jealousy, greed, and hate
lose their power in a glow so free
the great globe has now enveloped me
I can''t leave, but can go
at anytime the lump beckons

I will it away
advise it not to bother
the soul is in complete control
the orb is the light for me
I am dancing, in a twitch
movements like a flickering flame

Alas let me make my leave
soon I know tis too late
the orb must continue
to it''s next position
I mustn''t delay it
I have a love who sings [comments] => 1 [counter] => 195 [topic] => 49 [informant] => loyalist [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
In The Eye Of The Orb

Contributed by loyalist on Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 05:53:03 AM in AEST
Topic: mystical



Full is the lunar orb
which hangs o''er head
a silent eye in the night
clear black and blue
tis the night of
three of this May

Quests of visions
I desire the conjure of
fresh herbs of salvia divinorum
mixed blessedly with
mad dog, lettuce opium,
hops and passion flower

The flame choked by thumb
searing my voice with intake
expelled into spirit
apparitions I recognize
wander and dance up and up
dissipating into the eye moon

The eye which has been moving
sliding into natural positioning
ever so slick and sly
following the rhythm of revolution
revolving in a step
choreographed by the universe

My how calm of soul
how scents of freedom
now released from tense
constricted negativeness of day
my skin kissed by the rays
my friend a great lunar ship

If I close my eyes
the voice of it''s master
summons me upon it''s craft
spinning like spooling thread
lifting my life light
body lumped useless to it.

Climbing in like spilling liquid
lust, jealousy, greed, and hate
lose their power in a glow so free
the great globe has now enveloped me
I can''t leave, but can go
at anytime the lump beckons

I will it away
advise it not to bother
the soul is in complete control
the orb is the light for me
I am dancing, in a twitch
movements like a flickering flame

Alas let me make my leave
soon I know tis too late
the orb must continue
to it''s next position
I mustn''t delay it
I have a love who sings




Copyright © loyalist ... [ 2004-05-03 05:53:03]
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Re: In The Eye Of The Orb (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Tuesday, 4th May 2004 @ 05:20:29 AM AEST
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very interesting..I have knowledge of few magic herbs..ofcourse I never tried to use them as they are not needed to me...venkat




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