Oceans in a stone

Oceans in a Stone

Oceans in a stone
the sea in your hand
world smooth inside your fingers
and salt air on your lips.

The sea in your hand —
tumultuous caress.
Tongue lick your salty lips
like the pull of the moon.

Restless caress
celestial clockwork ripples.
Heart pulled by the moon —
tumbled, a stone in the ocean.

— Christmas, 2018
Daytona, Florida

solstice moon winter 2018 © holly troy 12.2018

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Holly hails from an illustrious lineage of fortune tellers, yogis, folk healers, troubadours and poets of the fine and mystical arts. Shape-shifting Tantric Siren of the Lunar Mysteries, she surfs the ebbs and flows of the multiverse on the Pure Sound of Creation. Her alchemy is Sacred Folly — revolutionary transformation through Love, deep play, Beauty, and music.

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