Stardust from the elders
wraps a delicate living
thread of yarrow.
unnoticed. Powerful. weaving
together the disregarded past
At harvest they were lemon
green yellow. Coarse to the touch
Through my fingers they run, stiff
rose petal soft after two decades of
Fortuity engages serendipity. The
fifty yarrow stalks and my mind
in elegant precision
right hand to left hand and back again.
Synchronizing the treasure of the ancestors
into the now. Assimilated.
Turbulent water above
Calm still mountain below
The mountain must
in active silent watching
ever changing flow.
Note: The time honored casting of the Yi Jing while typically done with a simple and expedient coin toss, has for thousands of years been done through the manipulation of fifty thin stalks made of yarrow. In the poem the hexagram is number thirty-nine, Water over Mountain. Which can represent challenges and obstacles.