“In wildness is the preservation of the world.”
Henry David Thoreau
The rabbit hole widens
as I careen through many halls
Bouncing from chamber to chamber
Most shine with strange energies
Some glow with white mist
that fills the heart
and overflows
Some glow red inflaming the loins
and sparking animal passion.
When the light shines black
the shadows come out to play
with their gifts of knowledge
and their terror of the self.
Still I leap down
through rabbit’s caution
to gain the wisdom there
for every journey
leads to understanding
and no path stands alone.
