Can we touch it with our minds?
Can we reach the Sky through our hearts?
Can our bare feet
Sink to the planet’s crystal core?
Yet vast powers
Of imagination to create with…
As She spins in space, holding us,
Does Earth feel the electrifying winds of our dreams?
Does Earth sense the swirling storms of our fears?
Does the Cosmos hear
The colors of our human longings?
Our painted webs of confusion?
Our solar flares of brilliance?
Does our cacophony of culture
create the dreamscape of this world?
Or is the chaotic music of our fears and hearts
but a response to this boundless mystery we drift within?
What are the True Limits of this Universal Game we are all playing?
What Laws of Life run this Grand Show?
We all know the ancient truths
Of Death & Birth & Sun & Moon
But what force chooses the identities we play-
Soldier, healer, merchant, mother?
What is the Source of the vibrations
that compose the forms we inhabit -
the disguises we wear?
What is the origin
Of the light burning in the stars
And the passion sounding in our souls?
Is the immensity of Earth
In the endless potential
Of our humanity?
Is Her diversity alive
In our sufferings
And our glories?
Speaks to us
How do we reply
How do we enact
The art of our culture
To confront the poisons
And apply the medicines
How do we summon
The fierce wisdom of our Ancestors
And the spiritual will of Generations Beyond Us
To meet us Now -
In the cauldron of our hearts
To guide our way together,
In this moment of Planetary Prophecy
Ever-nearing the Threshold’s crossing…
Yet vast powers
Of Love to create with