Walk With Me

observingearth
 
Walk with me
if you would dare
expose your heart
to show you care,
speak your truth,
mind transparent,
willing to share…
Walk with me
through all terrain
in blazing sun
and moonlit rain,
emotions
weathered by winds
of loss and gain…
Walk with me
through garbaged lands,
polluted air,
encroaching sands,
water warnings,
ever-increasing
consumer demands…
Walk with me
amidst the stars
on this rolling planet
of endless wars,
insatiable greed,
and constant need,
bonds and bars and battle-scars…
Walk with me
to mystic places
no maps can show…
through sacred spaces
everywhere, nowhere…
seeing unseen Life’s
remembered graces…
(July 9, 2007)

Turquoise Dreams

 
Shelley in Egypt
(Close Your Eyes and Ride the Stream-  my digital music composition)
I float in turquoise dreams…
turquoise and gold…
water and sun melting into memories
wrapped in gold and turquoise veils…
I am Osiris of the distant dawn,
dismembered and remembered…
I am Isis, divine wife and mother,
co-creator, equal, empowered…
I am Horus, the offspring of vision,
the knowing one who truly sees…
I am the golden history ship
that floats on forgotten turquois dreams…
lives mythologized in pieces…
civilizations ship-wrecked in sands…
mirages floating in hot, still air…
I bury the staff and rod,
the robes, the spices, the treasures
of gold and turquoise dreams
and wake up with a smile…
What shall I wear today???
  September 16, 2006

The Choice Is Always Ours

The Choice Is Always Ours
Beyond the reach of our imaginings
Life’s Spirit inhabits countless forms,
some on ever-warring planets like our own
where fearful species still kill beings for beliefs,
where every difference is suspiciously seen as ‘threat’,
and intelligence serves petty kingdoms of power.
Beyond the reach of our imaginings
Life’s Spirit inhabits countless forms,
some on ever-peaceful planets like our own
where fast-evolving species choose joy in valued freedoms,
choose wisdom as unity in diversity,
and universal well-being as prime goal.
July, 2006

A Song For First Nations

Quote from Grand Chief, Stan, at 100 Year Commemoration of Treaty #9—“We’re still here.”…”There’s hope for a better tomorrow.”
A Song For First Nations
There’s hope for a better tomorrow
and we’re still standing here!
So many Moons of sorrow,
so many a silent tear,
adult despair and childhood fear,
robbed of all held dear…
(There’s hope for a better tomorrow
and we’re still standing here!)
Separations, strategic divisions,
religious intolerance, racist derisions,
sacred rites and languages forbidden,
knowledge lost or secretly hidden…
(There’s hope for a better tomorrow
and we’re still standing here!)
Promises made then broken,
slow miseries and pain unspoken,
power crushed, honour denied,
anger drugged, spirits tested and tried…
(There’s hope for a better tomorrow
and we’re still standing here!)
Now First Nations will remember
from the glowing of an ember,
Sacred Sunrise, Sacred Fire,
like a phoenix from the fire,
like an eagle rising higher,
like a hawk in soaring flight,
the skydancers of the light
revealing visions, inner sight…
(There’s hope for a better tomorrow
and we’re still standing here!)
Now all Nations will remember
Spirit’s Truth in glowing ember,
abundance flows when greed is gone,
blessing Life in every-one…
The wealth of Earth now held by few
could feed us all with surplus too,
providing all with basic needs,
creating peace through humane deeds…
(There’s hope for a better tomorrow
and we’re still standing here!)
Now all Nations will remember
from the glowing of an ember
that Earth’s challenges are won
through the Unity of One,
through the message “We’re all one!”…
through belief that we’re all one,
sacred heart-fires, inner Sun,
shining Life in every-one…
(There’s hope for a better tomorrow
and we’re still standing here!)
June 23, 2006
(Note: A willing sharing of our planet’s great wealth through a global shift in consciousness is coming. It’s a choice we will make as we become more highly evolved beings remembering that we are all one.)

Hate Is A Mental Illness

 
Hate is a mental illness
that entertains the mind
with creeping, creaking thoughts
that rob and harm and bind.
Hate steals the Joy from LIfe
and buries Love alive.
It casts Compassion out,
with taunts meant to deride.
Hate fuels the feuds of Ages
that set the World aflame
with jealous Pride and Prejudice
that slander God’s Great Name.
June 13, 2006