THE WEAVE:
…Mercury speaks…
"What says the spark, Here, wHere the Water meets the Heart? It is a moment bound in Time, echoing back into the start. What speaks to you? What spreads its wings, unfurling like a sail upon the Sea? What truth was caught, bundled in the folds? It disintegrates, like an ancient piece of papyrus, touching Sun -Light after forgotten years. It turns to Dust in your palm. Scatter your ashes on the Sea. Add a seasoning to your salty drink. Let your bitter be a part of everything, but not the object."
Planetary Signatures 