The Whirl Daze Mage

No, no…..



I don’t know

What is —- The Time….

At this, moment

Holding, so gently

Folding, rolling, boiling

Soul sings, of coming…. Springs

Boinging dings the ring-a-lings

Ascent the way

Such twisting maze

In yellow haze

The glory plays

The endless days

The folding dates

Bound closing gates

I clear eyed tumble the caves

No… no

I don’t mind —- to wait

I’s never latez

So hot….

Eat phase drops

Rave, waves


Spread the spray

The ray is splayed

Cool Rainbow serpent


We are All

Spiral blazed

Shift aeon craze

The dawning….