Nancy: Walking in to the house on a dark night with no form ... and there, half-seen above, old Orion, equally lost.
Where have your dogs gone, Hunter?
One step wrong, and one, and one,
and the dogs gone, and the familiar
landmarks . . . Orion, this is wilderness –
a light? – no, wait – no – fog –
in all corners of the night, fog.
This is not a night to be hunting
or wandering; Orion, how came you here
in the fog, alone?
Alan: Nagas, serpent- or dragon-deities in Buddhist mythology, inhabit the depths of the ocean, and of the mind.
Into The Deep
Somewhere below, the Nagas
I have been told by others
that they are armored in jewels,
in crystal. I have not seen them.
They dwell in the
deepest waters, far
beyond where the last light
reaches from above.
I am told they guard treasures,
yet may on occasion welcome us.
Therefore I dive,
being but one diver
in the ocean shared by all.