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thank you East Wind for the gifts of your season. the spring time with warmth, wetness and new growth. what was sleeping and barren becomes active and decorated. as the wheel of the year now turns from your time to your sisters, may we be well met and may you also safely journey home.

thank you South Wind for joining us now and bringing the gifts of your season. the summer time with heat, sunshine, and activity. the sprouting seed now becomes the flowering vine. may we be well met this season.

“I am I” by Thomas Typewriter – a new poem

poetry

Snap

The clock hands overreach

The moment changes

I am a broken thing am I

Out-of-sequence sunsets

Darkness summons double-agents

Surrounded on all sides

I cry. I curse. I crawl.

But

I continue. I channel. I conduct.

Silver friends mist, what is your face

I am not alone am I

Bless you music

Always by my side

Louder. Faster. Jubilant.

Verse chorus verse shields me

Melody steadies me

Rhythm propels me

I am a glorious motion am I

-Thomas Typewriter