Origins Poetry

The motion of the Wind
Swirls within my mind
Forgotten selves dip in and out
Emitting coded comprehensions
Too vast to comprehend
Affecting every detail of myself
As I sit amidst the
Motion of my chair
Trying to grasp the Wind

 

Origins:      I Am the Obsidian Bird
                        Stare into my Green Eye
                        And you will See
                        There is no Death
                        Only constant New Beginnings

 

And in the beginning was the word
And the word took shape and form
And the forms became alive
And began to dance
Singing filled the skies
And the earth sprang into being

 

We Are One
We Are Joy
We Are Love

And in the beginning
We sang together
Our voices filled the heavens
With the music of stars
And we were happy

 

All life sprang into being at once
Forever singing
And the songs gave birth to worlds
Yours is one such world
And your songs give birth to worlds
Spinning together in a web of awe and magic
We spin together and our being
Touches the worlds between the worlds
We sing the songs that are forever new

 

We give these songs to you
Because you are our children
You sprang from our thoughts
When the world was new
Your lives whisper our hopes
And in you resides the spirit of our dreams
We are one with you
And yet you are our children
In you resides the magic of our songs
And we sing with the joy of a
Million yesterdays and a million tomorrows
And in the cracks of those days
We speak to you with voices
Subtle yet strong

 

Awaken to our messages
They are all around you
They are couched in the air you breathe
They are one with the dance you live
We speak in the hours
Between your waking and your dreaming
We are alive in your smallest desires
The pulse of your blood
Sends worlds into motion
And we are there
 

Awaken to us, you, our children
When you close your eyes
Know that we speak
It is our whisperings
That stir the air
We speak in the quietest of moments
It is in those moments, the quiet ones
That our voices can be heard
We are with you, we are there
Send up your hopes and dreams
They are the weft and woof of worlds
Open your eyes to the reality of those
Worlds made of dreams
They are yours, your children
As you are ours

 

There is no joy that you did not create
There are no fears that you did not bring about
Listen to your thoughts
They have the power to create worlds
You are gods
Residing for awhile in earth bodies

 

In the days when you still listened for our voice
          We sang to you with Earth tongues
          Earth tongues rising
          Earth tongues chanting
          Earth tongues speaking

          We sang of origins beyond the stars
          Where night and day spun into one
          We still speak to those with ears that hear
          With eyes that see, with hearts that feel

 

          Beyond your nights we speak to you
          Within your dreams we speak to you
          Awaken to your dreams!
          Take back your nights!
          Behold the Earth tongues
                       Rising
                       Chanting
                       Singing
          They are our gift to you
          Behold the stars within your skies
          They speak and sing
          Feel your beings vibrate
          With the message of our love
          We are Earth tongues speaking
                       Listen!

 

Earth Tongues Rising
Earth Tongues Chanting:

WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI
WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI

And it echoes . . .

WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI
WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI

And it echoes . . .

 

We are Earth tongues speaking
We are Earth tongues chanting
We have spoken through the ages
We speak with fresh voices
To those who are willing to hear
We speak in the cracks
Between your dreams and waking
We speak of our aliveness
In the moments of your quiet
Be not afraid of dreams and visions
They are our points of contact
We speak to you of your
Oneness with the beings that
Surround you
Open up your hearts
To the miracles of life
Swirling in the vastness
Between your being and ours
We are trying to make contact
Please listen!

 

All that surrounds you
Is filled with life
We are teachers each to each
There are lessons pulsating
From the seeds of stars
If you will but open
To the beauty of your being
We speak to each privately through
The essence of your being
Yet our communications
Encompass the vastness of all being
We share with you in joy
What we know
And await your acknowledgment
Of our being
So that together we may work
As co-creators
In this wondrous joint adventure

 

We are all partners
In this Earthwalk

             Listen to the birds
             Listen to the stars
             Listen to the earth

It is time to join us in this
Cooperative venture

 

We speak with primal voices
Awaken to your dreams
We sing and dance on the fringes of
Your space and time
We are listening for your questions
And send replys on the wings of night
We are here awaiting
Your awakening

 

And it echoes . . .

WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI
WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI

                          alei-e-i-o-alei!
                          alei-e-i-o-alei!

WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI
WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI

And it echoes . . .

 

And in the whirling days
We speak
Before the dawn of worlds
Our voices reaching
Beyond the wide expanse
Of now and when
It is not new
These words we speak
We speak with voices
Ancient as the stars
We who are your parents
We who love you
Come with a message
That knows no words
That is beyond the forming
Of your alphabets
Time knows no measure
Where we live our being
We come with messages
Of such joy and intensity
That would split your
Atoms as playthings
We come to clarify
What has gone before
You are not new either
You have simply
Forgotten your origins

 

We are speaking to remind you
Of who you really are
You of the spirit of trees
And water and rocks
You who are star-stuff
You who create worlds
With the smallest of thoughts
We remind you of your godness
Of your destiny to remember
That you are more
Than what appears as body
You who sing and run and shout
Are the children of our longings

 

Lift up your voices to the heavens
Sing your lives into loving creation
You are all
You are our children
You are the ones with the
Destiny of stars
Gather up your energies
And sing praise to your being
For within your being
Is the All

We have spoken
And appreciate your hearing.

 

Passageways are always red
              And it echoes
              And the echoes reverberate
              And the reverberations you call time
              And the distance between you call space
              And the woman houses the no-time no-space
              And the woman sleeps with open eyes
              While you categorize and count the stars

              Time with its undulations opens up and closes in
              Ancient cities still rock into the night
              Earth rises out of earth
              Cradles rocking in the dark
              And it echoes
              And the echoes reverberate
Passageways are always red
              And it echoes . . .

 

WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI
WOMB WOMBALA WOMBALINA-LEI

And it echoes . . .