Ethereal Energy Webs (Cor.) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Oh no, I've jumped the gun: Crystal Consciousness
is fifth on the list, Amphibious consciousness comes
first - in which the spiritual seeker must see patterns
in web-like designs (in cobwebs or Grandma Alice's
crocheted Peruvian poncho's for my sister and me?)

No, it's something else, we must pass through these
ethereal energy webs at enormous speeds, knowing
we are leaving the fabric of the universe behind to go
to other realms of existence to experience the multi-
dimensionality of the universe just like Alice did when

She fell into the rabbit hole; it's clear what the Shaman
wants from us: to leave rational logic behind and enter
a place where feeling and emotion only count - this is
easy - I grew up in Wonderland falling down my very
own rabbit hole of shifting shapes & wild creatures

Grandma Alice the Crying Mock Turtle making soup
for us, crying as she was Cinderella and her evil step-
mother daughter, my mother The Queen of Hearts,
never let her go to the ball while my Duchess twin
always bored her sharp chin into my shoulder -

Brother Peter Pan sang of being the Old River Steam-
boat No.1; Attila the Hun, the eldest child, lustily
drank and played guitar; the youngest, Tom Thumb,
fought mice with a sewing needle while Conan the
Barbarian-dad, exploded whenever the Queen of Hearts

Presented a new scheme for easy money and I - Alice
in Wonderland - lived in the books I read, growing and
shrinking with the protagonists - well, I have this down
pat; I've already passed Amphibious Consciousness in
my childhood and I prefer Crystal Consciousness

To the ethereal energy webs I left behind…

[29 January 2015]