Invisible Navigation

This Land is Land I
crafted with my hands
Molding matter into my open lair, floating upon
The grace of Mother Ocean
Surrounded, confounded by the greatness of space
The abundance of water, the immense proportions of stars
And air, and aware that this body of mine is also water and air and the elements of the stars which had seemed so rare.
Konsciousness reaches a sun bathed hand full of fingers down into
The refreshing pool of life, feeling for nutrients to supplement the air and water she has given the body so freely
My mind is clear, allowing pure thought
The energy, the navigation of this....energy is most
compelling to say the least, past released
My mast relaxed body flows wherever the invisible mind goes
Yes, eternal play but no,
It is not this way or that way,
Neti, Neti, I does not know.





Inspired by this article on Ancient Navigation:
http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/easter/civilization/navigation.html