Equinox

...and we sang listless melodies devoid of the inconvenient infra-stuctures of reason or ryme under the star-lit heavens. Our audience was the man in the moon and the coyotes joined in on the chorus as the big dipper poured out the benevolent blessings of springtime, annointing our heads with the nightly dew, baptising us with salvation from the icey pangs of winter stored in our bones... consumed with joyful reveries of times to come. Brighter days are here at last, in the moment the past didn't matter and the future was a far away illusion the thought of which was proposterous and surreal...a gentle breeze blew ruffling our hair and fluttering our hearts, quickening the Spirit, sending gyrations to the cerebrum as we ascended into the medula, transcending the world of suffering, surrendering into the sweet abyss of nothingness...and time flew out of the window and into the street and was trampled by a million marching man-eating manatees flying in V-formation to the west, chasing the setting sun which rose simultaneously in the underworld illuminating the sunken temple of Atlantis, peeping thru the pillars of the ruins...and we followed the procession of the moon across the sky being pulled by a cherub with a rope tied around his ankle, forever banished by the gods to drag his ball and chain...As we gaze in wonder another fallen angel shoots across the sky.