The Kiss of Mars
There had been an increasing dance of negative
energies for the past four or five
years...one might say for the last century...indeed
the holocaust and its many smaller
siblings had made the Twentieth Century the very
bloodiest and terrifying in the history
known to mankind...and in this period Mars came
from 240 million miles out to within 35
million mad miles with its sometimes warlike face...
Then it turned the corner and
headed out for another
cycle of distance and return...60,000
years per circuit of its elliptical orbit of our mutual home
star...The Sun and our solar system...
Wednesday, 27th of
August 2003, Earth, our Mother
Gaia was kissed by Her warrior consort...and
we all were touched by Her emotion...and Her emotional
wobble in the skies of King Sol...and Her
dance we all felt in our blood whether we knew it or
not...emotion seethed and this
disturbance
was transferred...was projected out upon our environs...
our families, our partners, our homes
were engulfed in turmoil and painfully eviscerated
With egos confronting, in the
militaristic manner of
males running amuck and their power thought
their due and reasonable primacy...in the faces of a
people calling for a World Wide Peace long overdue
and so much more pressing than their satrap moralities...So
Now that Mars has Kissed and made
up with Mother
Gaia and is headed out...we may well look forward
to that “Peace on Earth, Goodwill to Men” we have
all been waiting for...forever..it
seems...
knowing that all it took was the laying down of arms...
Adversity’s Flower
She is a flower that blooms in
adversity...I
Knew her when and I knew her then and
Now I would know her should her door open again.
Still...on those quiet nights ‘neath Luna’s Smile...
It is she wandering down those Rays that carry
Sweet juices on their wings of memory...
And I am lifted up out of mire
onto a shining
Shore...given again the nuances of love’s
Delicious laughter, wandering then in Eden
Midst Eden’s
Garden of wondrous flowers but
To return to reality’s house bereft of but the
Hint of those colors, those arias of sound
From woodland, midnight lit singers winging
Up the same rays, she came into my dreams
Has now lit up my empty arms...yet this teacher
Left behind her a strength that
one can touch
In this midnight
light that transcends the limits
Ego’s wounds have left bound tight, allowing
Adversity’s Child to leap from
the dark cavern
Of a dying heart back into the Garden’s light to
bloom...
Gladly, these rare blooms are lit entirely from within...
Joy’s highest
moment within Eden’s Garden Blossoms.
For the Beloved is in residence...is here...in
my Heart.