Hudley Watercolor
“… in white satin, she carried nothing but a small crucifix which was made of a pearl, and this very day wrought between the young King and his Bride. After…
…of honour to the Wedding. It was a costly, great, set, round and orient pearl, the like to which hath not at any time been seen, either in ours, or yet…”
The Alchemical Wedding of Christian Rosenkreuz
I have not forgotten about you
this small watercolor
is on the wall of the back bathroom
I see it everyday
and my heart thinks of you
and your esoteric lessons
Your legend and mystery
about the green earth
and the golden heavens…
The cross, roses and healing cycles.
They are mythologies and astronomy now
the real phases of the moon
feminine, real and physical.
Can you read my effluvia?
On this oracle
a new place of communications.
Yes the image of the pearl and her image
come to mind and are melted in by bones
as the essence of life reformed
and recycled again and again
the pearl and bones remain
as chips and fragments
floating in the blue-green sea
of the tides that breath
as the moon circles around her body.
Poem by Hudley 01/01/2013
