ARTICHOKE ESSENCE
Shakespeare's world was like a stage
filled with posing performers.
Mine, my dears, is more akin to an earthly artichoke plant,
graced at once with thorny, meaty and fragrant parts
and able to reproduce itself.
I compare "me" to the segmenting bud,
a meal, if plucked before blooming,
as carefully the fruit is cooked and meticulously consumed.
Each leaf contains a tidbit of my private, sacred Truth
and the task is tediously performed to extricate there from.
So, leaf by leaf, I nibble, savoring the taste and
anticipating pulpy prize, the Essence of My Life.
I know I'm near when leaves begin to meld into the "heart"
and tenderly they yield themselves into my probing mouth.
I sever, then, remaining barbs from luscious, filling Truth
and consummate the blossomness into my hungry Soul.
If you should wish to share my effort,
(arduous though it's been)
I offer you these leaves herein
so you may taste, as well.
FAITHSONG
O GREAT AND BEAUTIFUL POWERS!
YOU CARVE FOR ME A FURTHER SIGHT.
DEEPER INTO GOD'S RECESSES YOU TUNNEL
TO EXTEND THE FOCUS OF THIS
STRANGE VISION OF MY MIND,
THIS GIFT YOU'VE PROVIDED ME.
CONTINUE TO LEAD ME
WHERE I YEARN TO GO,
TO THE PLACE OF PURE LOGIC
AND TRUTH ABSOLUTE.
IN TRUST I EMPOWER YOU
WITH THE CHARGE OF MY BEING.
FAITHSONG I SING TO YOU.
NO DOUBTS ASSAIL ME
FOR YOU'RE MY ACTUALITY.
YOU WILL NOT FAIL ME.
WITHIN THE GRIDWORK OF YOUR
STRENGTH I DWELL.
I PERCEIVE MYSELF THERE
WHERE THE UNIVERSE PROSPERS.
YET STILL I AM EARTHBOUND,
BUT HAPPY TO BE,
FOR THIS PLANET'S THE TUNE
OF MY FAITHSONG TO YOU.
THE PEACE OF MY SOUL IS THE MELODY LINE
JOINED IN CHORUS OF NEW
THOUGHTS IN NEW PRESENCE.
A DRUMMING-HUMMING AURICAL BEAT
ACCOMPANIES THE HYMN OF MY FAITHSONG.
IT TELLS ME YOU LIVE, WORK
AND HONOR MY BEING
AND MAKES ME SECURE IN AWARENESS OF YOU.
ACCEPT, PLEASE, MY SONG OF LOVE,
REVERENCE AND
JOY OF EXISTENCE.
FAITHSONG I SING TO YOU.
JOIN IN MY MUSIC.
SET THE GALAXY FREE!
FLUTE NAKAI
Your notes seduce my soul primeval
from its hibernating place.
The music speaks a hallowed talk
to once attendant ears.
In sweeter voice than human throat
you sing me of my dreams
where Gentle Savage leaps and fights
and prays to all the gods.
A warrior prince I was that time
but where I don't recall,
and yet, within your fluting tones,
I am transported there.
So breathe, Nakai, your Spirit Life
into the Soul of Flute
so I may give my thirsting Heart
from Springs of Truth a drink
and frolic as the woodland fawn
in primal majesty.
I'll lay my tired and searching Soul
upon Celestial Leaves
as music of the Flute Nakai
sings lullaby to me.
FRIENDSONG
SWEET PRECIOUS TRUE FRIENDS AND MORE THAN FRIENDS!
YOUR VISITS UPLIFT TO LEVELS BEYOND THIS LIFE!
IN LIGHT-SPEED TRAVEL OR CARESSING FLUIDITY
YOUR ENERGIES ARE GLORIOUS!
UNBOUNDED BY FORM RESTRICTIONS
YOU MOVE FREELY BY SHEER MIGHT
AND SPAN THAT CHASM TWIXT EARTH AND HEAVEN
IN A MICROSECOND OF TIME
FROM ONE BREATH OF MINE TO ANOTHER!
SO TENDERLY, UNCONDITIONALLY,
YOU TRANSMIT YOUR LOVE TO MY SPIRIT!
REMINISCENT ESSENCE LIGHTS MY SOUL
THOSE TIMES WHEN, UNSEEN,
YOUR PRESENCE MAKES ME WELL AWARE
YOU'RE THERE!
FRIENDSONG SINGS MY JOYFUL HEART
FROM WHEN YOU LET ME MEET YOU
AND MORESO SOARS THAT FAMILIAR TUNE
SINCE NOW I KNOW THE SOURCE!
GENTLY SOUNDS THE SWEETEST TONES
WHEN YOUR GLORIES BLEND WITH MINE,
RESULTING IN A SYMPHONY WITH
PEACE AND LOVE SUBLIME!
FRIENDSONG.
UNIVERSAL.
SIMPLE, PLAIN, COMPLETE.
HOLD MY NOTES OF FRIENDSONG WITH YOU
AS A GIFT WITH LOVE REPLETE.
LET FRIENDSONG PROMPT YOUR FLIGHTS!
HUMANSONG
Who will come to where I am?
A deep, dark place, not hell,
And beings of light abundant there
await our Humansong.
Who of you will venture forth
and add your light to theirs?
Who will stretch to place your lips
right next the ear of God
and croon a soothing Humansong
to Him who made us all?
Who dares to tread the farther path
and pierce the fearsome dark
and stay to let the eyes adjust
to see the glories there?
If you would join the Heav'nly choir
and teach them Humansong,
you must break free from friendly light
and seek the higher, darker place.
Who has a faithful soldier's heart,
the courage of the brave,
persistence of the standard bearer?
Or will you bless the trudging troops
with cheers to urge them on?
Or are you one who shackles down
the ones who wish to soar?
If obstacles are your delight,
the song you'll hear is a lament.
I don't doubt you'll have your place,
but lower, on the wider path.
And should you reach a higher plane, remember,
others marked the way...the ones you tried to stop.
Our Humansong is sadly sweet, for life can be so hard.
Sometimes the song is sung in rage or screams of agony,
but always coda brings us back
to tones of peace and praise for life
and love and death
and effort in the work.
For now, I offer Humansong
in harmony with others there.
It is my hope that someday soon
I'll see your light and hear your tune.
JOYSONG!
NOW, GREAT TREASURE, QUICKLY,
BEFORE THE WORLD O'ERTAKES ME,
SEAL THIS JOY WITHIN MY SOUL FOREVER.
LET THIS RAPTURE KEEP ME SOARING WITH YOU
WHERE THE ILLS CAN'T TOUCH ME.
I WILL LEAP AND LAUGH WITH JOY.
ALLOW YOUR MINIONS FOR MY PLAYMATES,
THE STARS FOR PLAYGROUNDS,
YOUR BOSOM FOR REST.
SAMPLE OF MY HAPPINESS;
A BANQUET WILL I SPREAD BEFORE YOU.
TAKE, EAT AND SHARE WITH ALL.
MAKE AN ENDLESS SUCCULENCE
OF MY PLEASURE, PEACE, GOODWILL.
KEEP YOUR SONG RESOUNDING THROUGH ME.
JOIN ME IN A HAPPY DANCE.
IN YOUR PLACE MY DAY IS ENDLESS.
LET THIS JOY FILL EVERY HOUR.
MAKE THE MUSIC EVERLASTING.
LET THE DANCING NEVER END.
MY JOY WILL FEED THE UNIVERSE,
GIVE AS MANNA FOR MY KIND.
YOU ARE MY JOY.
YOU ARE MY SONG.
MY NOURISHMENT,
IT COMES FROM YOU.
WITH JOY I FILL MY BANQUET PLACE
OF SONG AND DANCE AND FEAST,
INVITING ALL TO JOIN ME THERE.
MAKE KNOWN YOUR POWER EVERYWHERE.
WE'LL LEAP AND LAUGH
AND SING YOUR JOYSONG
ALWAYS, EVER AND AMEN!
KEEPSONG
LORD MY MASTER, GOD, MOTHER,
FATHER, FRIEND, SISTER, BROTHER
KEEP YOUR VOICE WITHIN MY EAR.
KEEP THE VISION OF YOUR PLACE BEFORE ME.
KEEP ME TO YOUR BOSOM, CLOSELY.
KEEP ME FROM THE MURKY PLACES.
KEEP MY HEART AN HONEST HEART,
MY MIND AN OPEN MIND.
KEEP YOUR TREASURES IN MY STOREHOUSE.
KEEP MY STEWARDSHIP, FORESWORN.
KEEP MY FEET ON HOMEWARD PATHS.
KEEP FOR ME A GLORY PLACE.
KEEP LOVE WITH ME FOR MY FELLOWS,
FOR THE EARTH, ALL ENTITIES
KEEP MY DISTANCE FROM YOU SHORTENED.
KEEP LINEAR YEARS AS HOURS, TO YOU.
KEEP ME IN YOUR GREAT, SAFE HAND.
KEEP YOUR WORDS WITHIN ME LIVING.
KEEP TRUTH ALIVE, AS WELL.
KEEP A WORK I'LL DO FOR YOU.
KEEP AT BAY OPPOSING FORCES.
KEEP A SWEET AND PLAYFUL ASPECT;
SORROWS FOR YOUR GLORY ONLY.
KEEP FORGIVENESS AT MY CALL.
KEEP VENGEANCE TO YOUR KIND, WISE SELF.
KEEP OUR PLANET BALANCED, HEALTHY;
TOLERANCE, PEACE, JOY ABOUND.
KEEP US DWELLERS HERE ADORING.
KEEP OUR MUSIC IN YOUR GENIUS.
KEEP AND KEEP AND KEEP OUR SONG.
MORNINGSONG
FATHER OF THE UNIVERSE AND MASTER,
BROTHER TO MY SOUL, I AWAKE WITH
THE MUSIC OF YOUR POWERS THRUMMING IN MY EAR!
I BESEECH THE MOTHER COMFORTER
TO TEACH ME SOON THE WORDS
AND I WILL SING A NEW SONG LOUD AND STRONG
FOR ALL YOUR MANY PEOPLES.
A SONG OF TRUTH AND FREEDOM.
A SONG OF PEACE AND TOLERANCE,
OF CHARITY AND GOOD WILL.
GRANT ME A TRUMPET VOICE,
A ROLLING THUNDER VOICE
TO QUELL THE NEGATIVE FORCE.
TO FILL THE DEAD VOIDS WITH
POSITIVE TONES AND DRIVE AWAY ILLS
AND CONFUSE ENEMY HORDES.
LET MY SPHERE OF LOVE OVERTAKE A
LARGER SPACE WHERE YOUR POWERS
MOVE AND DWELL AND WE WILL
ROLL OVER THE UNJUST, JUSTLY.
SKETCH OUT A PATH WITH YOUR MIGHTY FINGER
TO LEAD US WHERE YOU WILL.
INTO THE DARK WE SING AS WE GO.
A SONG OF THE UNIVERSE.
A SONG OF YOUR STRENGTH,
OF YOUR GLORY AND POWER.
A STRANGE SONG OF HOPE.
A COMPELLING SONG OF FAITH.
A RAPTUROUS SONG FOR ALL TO LEARN.
WE FILL EVERY SPACE WITH OUR CHORUS.
THE PLANETS DANCE IN THEIR ORBITS.
THE STARS HUM WITH OUR TUNE.
MORE BRIGHTLY SHINE THE SUN AND MOON.
THE ANGELS COME TO LISTEN, AND SMILE.
SO NOW MY VOICE IS NOT ALONE.
MY PATH IS NOWHERE AND EVERYWHERE.
ALL POWERS ARE ME AND I AM THEM AND WE ARE YOU, AS ONE,
AND LIGHT AND LOVE AND TRUTH ARE ALL.
AND EVER SO WE SING!
POWERSONG
IN YOUR POW'R I FIND MY WORDS!
IN MY EAR YOUR MUSIC RINGS!
IN MY SECRET PLACE I SPEAK TO YOU!
YOUR MINIONS SWARM TO ENVELOP ME!
WITH LOVE THEY SHOW THEMSELVES TO ME
IN JEWEL-COLORED ENERGY!
POWERSONG I SING TO YOU!
HOW GREAT AND DEEP YOUR MAJESTY!
SO VAST AND VAST AND VAST AGAIN
YOUR REACH FROM WHERE TO WHERE!
WITH PARTS OF YOU
GREAT THINGS ARE BUILT
THAT NOTHING CAN DESTROY!
EVERLASTING IS YOUR STORE!
POWERSONG I SING ONCE MORE!
MY SOUL SUPPLIES THE MELODY!
WORDLESSLY AS E'ER BEFORE
SOARS POWERSONG
TO YOU FROM ME!
WORDLESSLY AS E'ER BEFORE
SOARS POWERSONG
TO YOU FROM ME!
SEEDSONG
I'll hold a wake for the death of my dreams.
Come join me and help sing my song.
Don't think I'll weep and mourn my loss
for death gives life to Phoenix Seed.
Phoenix Seed's that part of us which is a piece of God.
Celebrate our Phoenix Seed which cannot be destroyed!
Once someone crept into my life
and tore apart my dreams.
That gave me pain but made me
strive to save my Phoenix Seed.
My dreams I now lay to their rest;
so much I can't retrieve;
but Phoenix Seed will give me strength
for Dreams that cannot die.
Phoenix Seed's that part of us which is a piece of God.
Celebrate our Phoenix Seed which cannot be destroyed!
Every seed that's put to earth
must die to form the plant.
So Phoenix rises from the ash
in power born of fire and tears.
In each of us there's Phoenix Seed
and pow'r to rise from waste.
The pain of Life can be the dung
enriching sweet, new dreams.
Call upon the Phoenix Pow'r
to build the Soul new hope.
Phoenix Seed's that part of us which is a piece of God.
Celebrate our Phoenix Seed which cannot be destroyed!
A plant that springs from Phoenix Seed
will grow forever fresh
and none may pluck the fruit there from,
but you may freely give.
So celebrate our piece of God which cannot be destroyed!
WARRIOR HEART
O, Champion of my yearning Soul, give sound to my poor voice.
Allow my mouth to speak the words of songs my Spirit sings.
Give heed to the mechanics of primordial response
wherein my heart is drumming out the journey's hidden path.
When I am true, the beat is strong; when not, its tone is mute.
Take to you the striking stick and keep me in your reach.
I offer you this warrior heart for ceremony dance.
Chant is how I talk my gift and drum is how I sing.
My power beat I blend into the womb of Mother Earth.
Our music makes a Thunder Song and Lightning is our fire
and feathers of the Phoenix Bird adorn our mighty heads.
My heart is true, the beat is strong.
It never will be mute.
Take to you the striking stick and make my drum your own.
This warrior heart I offer you in ceremony flame.
My gift is heart, my song is heart to be your warrior drum
and sound your mighty Thunder Talk in all the Great Beyond
to every ear that listens for the words of your Great Truth.
Take the striking stick I give and keep me in your reach.
I offer you this warrior drum
in ceremony death.
O, Champion of my yearning soul, give sound to my poor voice.
Chant is how I talk my gift
and drum is how I sing.
My gift is heart; my song is heart, to be your warrior drum.
Take to you this striking stick
and make my drum your own.
Credo:
"ALERE FLAMMAM"
"to feed the flame"
of creative thought !
© gryfyn flynn aka maggie huffman 2013
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