Orion

the great hunter returns to the northern sky

in the blue steel sky

where new northern

mornings arrive

and the stark chill

of predawn elementals

reign across the cycles

of timeless millennia

Orion stands, emblazoned

returned from a summer

season of hunting

in far off hemispheres

greeting old comrades

tied to the fixed points

of fluxing terra firma

with mighty sword

unsheathed and risen

to stalk the spare game

of a dire season

in seasons past

i too was once a

great hunter

i thumb the dull blade

of my ill used sword

commencing a search

of deep pockets 

for a stout heart, 

diligent resolve and 

a sharpening stone

Philip Glass Ensemble

Orion: India 

Oakland

10/25/13