All elements were put with absolute and final intent, into the furnace, to be consumed. They travelled as I travel through this channel of life, upwardly, energetically, passionately.
In no time at all we left the roundhouse, to be greeted by many constellations, a welcomed waxing half moon. The veil of cloud, nightly present since the New Moon rent assunder, to reveal crystalline clarity.
The warmth of that soul fuel gone up and out would add its changing energy to the night sky. So, like the butterfly wings that change all with a beat, rain and cloud would gather again a little later. For now though, clarity and the needs of a good, true and worthy life, to be sustained by the gifts of fire, warmth and the hospitality of kindred.