" Les Ancetres"~ Ancestors

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Ancestors

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Their songs

are still alive

within all of us

as we carry the colors 

of ancient lands

and their music

breathes

inside of our dreams

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There are trees in Africa

with roots in the underworld

that grow into the sky

we each carry seeds
of eternal trees and an endless hope

bedded within this earth

reaching always

toward the spheres
of heaven

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The guardians of life

watching over the world

timeless

and patient

the rhythm of wisdom

etched in each heartbeat

and each step taken

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They travel at our side

our ancestors

they live within us

and we are all

thousands of years 

born and dying

into the beauty

of everything

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"Sanctuaire"~Sanctuary

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Sanctuary

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There is a sanctuary

that opens
in the whitened arc
the silent voice
of these winter trees

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Reaching skyward

toward the hidden light
of transcendent north

the barren branch

with its naked strength
reveals the root of heaven
bringing refuge and release

from the binding storm

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Winged ones, raven and crow

 accept the solace 

the quiet offering
 and they remain
  inside the tempest wind
resting on ancient limbs

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Tree of Life

L'Arbre de la Vie

the immanent movement 

within the roots
patterns of breath
the sacred descent
into the cores of stone
the liquid glass

erupting into birth
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From this we gallop
toward the stars
bearing each storm
that blesses
catabolic release
transforming constraint
into our timeless unfolding
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As the tangled beauty
the ascension
of deep earth
is an archery of Light
within the Asclepian dream
that guides across Archeon
and the rivers of sadness
 become tamed
and tranquil
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It is all imagination
 this movement of grace
as the darkened root
is always returning
to the silver edge
of an unnamed sky
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"Essence de Lumiere"~ Essence of Light

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Essence of Light

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The essence of light

is held within her

filling each gesture

of strength

with a radiant spill 

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Ancient compassion

glittering and unafraid

this generous nobility

steadfast

within her glance

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Those who bear Light

are given to this work

willingly 

they enter the shadows

and the dark lands

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The bearers are called

sojourning by grace

 to travel where light is required

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 This kindness is a key

unlocking the gates

of each grieving prison

that has no other release

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We each bear a given light

and the need to bring it forward

the intimate responsibility 

we have to this world 

and those we care for

yet we often lose our way

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So the Essence Bearers come to us

Poles of Knowledge

Poles of Mercy

Poles of  Light

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Show us this glittering courage

this unflinching generosity of soul

that we may learn to breathe deeply

into our kinship 

with all of creation

and the essence of life

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In Honor of 

Noor-un-Nissa Inayat Khan

January 2, 1914 ~ September 13, 1944, Dachau 

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The Bearers of Light remain with us always

L'essence de la lumiere est toujours avec nous

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" Le Relachement et Renaissance de la Lumiere"~ The Renewal of Light

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Release

The loosening of Light

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I have been watching this open 

the dispersing 

of energy 

the changing winds

that bring bewilderment

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the chaos

of uncertain storms

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Release is a need

established in nature

the culminating force

 of conflicting unions

bringing destruction

and creation

together

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Renewal is a need

a natural rhythm
of ancient cycles
that call to us
again
and again
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We are dismantled
by our Gods
and recreated by our love
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if only to taste the seasons
and a weathering of time
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The burdens we bear
bring wisdom
like a gathering of light
becomes the movement of grace
allowing forgiveness
and the unfolding release
of beauty
into our only world
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" La Chanson de Minuit apres une Tempete" ~ The Song of Midnight

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The song of midnight after a storm

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I want to go home now

I can no longer bear

human pain

and the sadness

it creates

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But I will not leave you here

 alone against the sorrow

and the dark

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You are my love

you are my demon

and what you bear,

I also will bear

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I am with you

as you are with me

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There will be another time

where we will be free

of these burdens ~

the salt of wounds

that run so deep

we do not know where they begin

or if they ever end

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Trust me

even if I am in a form

that does not please you

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My love will please you

and so will the song of healing

 and midnight

that comes to you from my hands

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The song of midnight

after a storm

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