Full Moon By Alice Oswald

Good God!
What did I dream last night?
I dreamt I was the moon.
I woke and found myself still asleep.

It was like this: my face misted up from inside
And I came and went at will through a little peephole.
I had no voice, no mouth, nothing to express my trouble,
except my shadows leaning downhill, not quite parallel.

Something needs to be said to describe my moonlight.
Almost frost but softer, almost ash but wholer.
Made almost of water, which has strictly speaking
No feature, but a kind of counter-light, call it insight.

Like in woods, when they jostle their hooded shapes,
Their heads congealed together, having murdered each other,
There are moon-beings, sound-beings, such as deer and half-deer
Passing through there, whose eyes can pierce through things.

I was like that: visible invisible visible invisible.
There's no material as variable as moonlight.
I was climbing, clinging to the underneath of my bones, thinking:
Good God! Who have I been last night?

So just twice a year, at Spring and Winter equinox full moon, me and my friends of Fun meet up beneath our mystical Tree of Spirits ! To listen and move our souls to a place where seldom others reach. the great initiation to mind, body and soul.

All wrapped in dark and deep beats that give us the wings to fly !

If one day you plan on visiting my island of La Gomera in the Canaries, , you should check out the Pan-O-Rama Website to see if you too, can join us benaeth our Magical Tree I An experience I am sure you are not likely to forget !

link coming shortly )

As the sun sets to the west the People anticipate the night to come and the dying embers of this natural fire will soon be replaced by the fantorgasmic colours of beamers and light shows of all colours and kinds!

So Let the Music Begin !

All the Fun of our Pyschedelic Shack !

And the next day when all the dust of the night before has settled and gone, everybody enjoys the veiw of the great Atlantic Ocean that is a shimmering blue carpet beneath this New days sun. While comfortably seated beneath the beautiful and wise branches of our Magical Tree of Dreams !

Pan-O-Rama is a place of music of fantasy and reflection on the Universe, we have even erected a shrine to these principles !

So if you happen to be around my neck of the woods and you,d like to party with us under the full moon beneath our tree up on the hill ? You are, I assure you, more than welcome !