We are trying something a bit different this time. With more of an improvised approach, Tom is going to write a poem after each third of the mandala has been drawn. My second and third parts will respond to his poetry written for the previous segment. Should be fun!
Here’s his poem for the first (central) part of the mandala.
Chinese lanterns light the night
drifting up into the sky
echoing the birds in flight
calling out with curlew’s cry
across the spiral miles to home:
“We are the sentinels, our towers
stand beneath the vaulted dome
of heaven, like the lily-flowers.
Now we need a swift reply
to our message, to our need.
Let not long slow days go by!
Hear us! Hear our voice, and heed:
The enemy is at the gates!
Send us mages! Do not wait!”
image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe