from high skies to fitful streams
sipping on placental dreams
though our eyes & minds may agree
our fallen warrior is moist & moody
to feel warm and safe and surely held
supports paths on which we are compelled
a threat makes our eyes pop wide
do we lash out or run and hide
protecting that which we hold dear
turning away from what we fear
a sweet, supported new beginning
injected with desires of winning
today's lunation in the crab's sign
impresses value on what is mine
be wary as we crawl this moon
enough abounds for all to bloom