Water has a memory and carries within it our thoughts and prayers. As you yourself are water, no matter where you are, your prayers will be carried to the rest of the world.~Masaru Emoto
The mellifluous day flows lovely rhymes
through discordant notes intelligence chimes
I expand to include though I don’t splash
in the shallow places where chaos grimes
clarity. Only tell me: I’m so scared,
I’ll meet you in pure presence waters where
we are sanctified by prayer. My love
we arrive to choose this ascending stair
or wallow deaf and blind gossamer clutch
the dark web’s insubstantial weaving such
panicked heft. You cannot bring your fear
or any of the heavy things that smutch
our divine crystalline nature birthing
words dipped in love, transmitting light, earth-ing.
This is the acid test. The shortcut waves
beg you to receive. You turn away. Dearth
plods through joy with muddy feet destined to
grieve as all you have is taken, blessed and
desperation fuels unholy. Release.
Let go. Love overflows if you but rest!
Ah, how I long to bring you in my stream
yet now it’s clear our paths are each unique.
The role you play I cannot understand.
After last night’s storming, liquid’s agleam
washed and cleansed, my soul’s intention I claim
these sacred waters that I bless and name
avail abundance, teach me to receive.
My vessel rises: sovereignty’s the game.
Featured image of three herons escorting each other through last night’s storm.
In my new resolve to clean up my transmission, soundcloud recordings are paused for a while while I learn how to create my own beats in 432 HZ. I am committed to fuel only the highest trajectory Now.