THE WEAVE:

Mercury offers a Spell

to the Ocean Door,

and walks through, into

the Dreaming Sea…

"It is clear, it is not
longer a Time, to live as Mountain

Air.  The roots of River
Willow tug my name.  Down, I long

for the Sea Levels.
They whisper with everything

I know, and have yet to ask
mySelves, remembered to me

from a Mouth of Stars.
I go where

I feel the Secret
Upstream.  I sip at the Vision

Pools, found when
the Dragon swallows tail.

I build aqueducts,
because I can.  I sculpt

 my Dreams, because
I find no Other Sculptor

who Weaves my Way
better than I."