Her voice marries into the endless night with grace.
Effortlessly like the sun
her sound dances
with the shadows,
with the souls of men and women,
with hearts that lay silently like cold stones on the floor of the river bed
corroded by pain and loss
having forgotten that the running waters of life
are not there to hurt them or wear them down,
but instead a nourishing and loving feminine hand
that is helping carve and inspire them into life
to re-form and constantly become
again and again
an ever changing creation of their own divinity
Influencing all that they touch
painting
all around them
life
with the unique spectrum of colors
of their expression
The vibration of her sound pours generously from her heart
Seducing their senses to come alive again
To receive life
To remember
just remember why they are here
Lightly grazing their shields like the constant water of a soft delicate stream
warm
needless
unconditional
love
A gift in the form of sound
that gives all that hear it
space
if only for a moment
To forget the facade of their fears
and the stories of past lives, loss and broken hearts
Giving them space and the unexpected safety
inviting them to open up
to let go
to feel again
Each drop
a note
a moment
marrying with the earth in her hands to create the chords
of the expression of her heart thrown playfully
out to the world.
Filled with compassion
that caress over, under, around and through the rocky depths
of the still chaos
with her songs of life
stimulating, like the hands of a passionate lover,
these ancient beings below
that have quietly endured the tests of time
and forgotten what they are
calling them
inviting them
to dance
again
awakening them in a form of ecstasy
her notes kissing them sweetly
as the sound seeks out their cracks
filling them with gold and
reminding them that they are whole
that they are loved
and that they have a purpose
for they are the keepers of secrets
and the co-creaters of life
And it is only when they awaken
that anything new can happen
when we marry the darkness with the light
All of life is waiting
Listen.
not to the words
but to the heart which can only be felt
feel the tears
the rage
the love
the laughter
for they are all an expression of her song
longing for us to come home
as it infects your soul
let it feed
the feminine to feel and sing again
Louder and more passionately then ever
in all of her expression
be it rage, grief or joy they are all expressions of love
and they are all her song brought to the world like all creation
to inspire and teach us
rousing the masculine’s desire to expand the depth and strength of his limbs
so, like atlas,
he can forever hold the ground she so preciously dances upon
and never for a moment make her wonder if she is safe
and never again stop singing.
Hear her song
let down your guard
so she can get inside of you
and awaken your heart
and
begin
to Remember
again
who you are.