Key Largo:
The fans turn lazily in front of the door
They open wide showing mangroves galore
An egret in the everglades stalks its prey
Haltingly it walks along its way
On another bright and sunny day
A woman's floppy hat shades her beauty not so brittle
The silken scarf that holds the hat flutters just a little
She pauses in the threshold of the door
Surveying what she's looking for
She is looking straight at me
Her beauty flaunted all to see.
'Where are you from?' while noticing I had a frown
On the other couch she elegantly sits down
In the small hotel lobby bar
'A city north and very far.'
My heart begins a frantic beat
Her flush was not just from the heat.
'Let me guess? Toronto, it is pretty'
'A New Yorker?.. It is gritty.'
The open lobby with chaises rattan
Encompassed us as the hours ran
Mimosas came and munchies went
Philosophizing led us to invent
All manner of reasons the head to spin
While we shared a special grin.
A friend of depth and through much time
When years after the greatest crime
I returned to the lobby of that Inn
Recalling how she cooed
Remembering that special mood
We never got to raise a brood
The waitress noticed as I cried
I mumbled 'She should not have died'.
FRATER ALBERTUS MAGNUS:
He huddles over the little bowl I've been told
He expects my arrival so I am bold
I wait in a room on the ground floor
And wonder what's behind the massive door
I inspect its' symbols, carved complete
I recognize Bathomet down near my feet
Ptah's T-square and gargoyles replete
A 'spagyric' toque, a familiar eye
On top the Pyramid reaching for the sky,
And You might wonder why, am I
Here in Salt Lake City to see Frater Albertus Magnus
The leader of a worldwide group some call the 'Magus'.
He comes to greet me from downstairs
Cobwebs dangle from his hairs
His look and manner are quite welcoming
I feel almost like it's my homecoming
'Hello my son, you come, well recommended'
Before that night was therein ended
I learned the truth about 'the Stone'
Now with means and methods known
He told me of his looking into man's future
And we talked of ways that WE must nurture
The iron 'hot' to strike it, NOW!
I told him soon I'd make the' Vow'!
However, another pact I'd make
Which led my knees to ever quake
There is truth of many things
Do not worry about 'toe rings'
The twitching touches nerves complete Can sense the earth beneath your feet
And lead you past your 'vision quest' Make you at home on Gaia's breast
'I wish you well along your WAY!'
The door he closed, I heard him say!
No, call for elixir of youth for me
No gold from lead are NEED for me I wait with all, the World to see
My 'vow' to join soul quite FREE
And all in all, LOVE with the 'World Mind'
For me - you might think is seldom kind!
Author of Diverse Druids Columnist for The ES Press Magazine Guest 'expert' at world-mysteries.com
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