Rho Cassiopeia (2)

I love it when the stars shine bright
when there's no cloud in the night
and Rho Cassiopeia shines supreme
faintly though, a distant beam

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 a stream

of electricity all around
between the stars where currents are found
in this place where we belong
with Rho Cassiopea's pulsing song -

I love it when the Moon is full
the Sea of Rains, Fertility, all
lunar seas with rainbow bays
slowly spinning two week days

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

falling down towards the Sun
as 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 keep believing that all around
is all around where we are found
'in the centre', a very old dream
that vanishes like the morning steam

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

to wake up from the endless deep
long soul slumber, spirit sleep
under stars' twinkling bright
under skies in the night