from high skies to fitful streams

sipping on placental dreams

though our eyes & minds may agree

our fallen warrior is moist & moody

to feel warm and safe and surely held

supports paths on which we are compelled

a threat makes our eyes pop wide

do we lash out or run and hide

protecting that which we hold dear

turning away from what we fear

a sweet, supported new beginning

injected with desires of winning

today's lunation in the crab's sign

impresses value on what is mine

be wary as we crawl this moon

enough abounds for all to bloom