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Entering a new solar phase,
on another turn of the wheel.
This time, a transfer lapse.
Not much to say of these sidereal lands;
those who were here already left,
those to come will depart soon.
All eyes on a non existent road
begets the mystery of these times
on a mad clock erasing realities.
Or, at least, go by inadvertently.
It’s a transfer port and here
no roots are grown. Departure happens.
Transfer particles are breathed in,
in a lapse which a lapsus is not, though
the lapsus overrides the lapse by haste.
Transfer lasts about a coffee,
in extreme is immediacy, tardiness
misses the train. It’s up to the cup.
Time runs faster than ever, devours
the present and almost tomorrow.
But no savour, no becoming.
Times are not the headlines,
they are stamped by our footprints
transferring the roots of tomorrow.
In another lapse…
in other lands…
in the next turn of the wheel.
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New Phase in the Wheel of Life:
The Quarter from first days of May until next Solstice in June
Southern Hemisphere: Fourth Quarter | Appeasement | Samhain
Northern Hemisphere: Second Quarter | Growth | Beltane