Little Red Spectral Earth Wolf Poem by Gregory Crockatt

A phantasm of light and shadows, rainbows of color
flexing its mighty shoulders and shaking loose the pains
living for the moment and in it with a sense of now
never a before or after, only an everlasting nowness

Sunset on autumn leaves, whispering thoughtfully in winds
blood red fires of flowing love melting into warm blue blankets
a million million shifting sparkling smiles on the ocean
inviting a moment of pure joy in oneness with everynothing

song to the midnight twisting mists corporeal
howled madly and with sorrowful joy brought forth
wrenched from the kundilini forces by the spirit Kali
in a puff of smoke transformed into mystical fireflies

each sparkling little creature flutters about intently
coming to rest along the moist dark coat carried by lupe
into the embrace of everything on the back of adaptation
marked by no passing of anynothing every time