Rho Cassiopeia

I love it when the stars shine bright
when there's no cloud all through the night
Rho Cassiopea shines supreme
faintly though or so it seems

far away from Earth in space
pulsing, growing soon to face
cataclysmic metamorphing
super nova growing dwarfing

stars we know which are quite near
the three Centauri's, Sirius' queer
double, triple Dogon dream
where Nommo spins within the stream

of electricity all around
between the stars, galactic bound
the Milky Way where we belong
with Rho Cassiopea's pulsing song -

I love it when the Moon is full
Tranquility, Fertility, Crisium, all
lunar seas with rainbow bays
as it spins with two week days

locked in step, in Earth's embrace
dancing spinning we both race
through a plasma ocean deep
charging on and charged we keep

falling down towards the Sun
but it keeps moving, we are one
on a journey which we share
planets, moons and comets rare -

I love it when we think we know
then we discover to let go
of all our concepts, although hard set
because we are merely children yet

we love believing all around
is all around where we are found
we're in the centre, an old dream
vanishing like morning steam

on misty mountains warmed by Sun
not the centre still we're one
with Rho Cassiopea and the Moon
on a world where there's still room

for awaking from the deep
long soul slumber, spirit sleep...