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How far back in time must
one travel to rediscover one's
inner self
Retracing the tracks left behind
from ancestors of another time
who honored the sun and moon
with song and dance
How far, must one wander
through the dense forests
to find the wilderness of the mind
resting in a field of lavender and
violets brings clarity
Following the path of the earliest
dreamers, listening to the drumming
of the heart, planters of knowledge
who respected the earth
How many moons must pass
until we channel the energy
to uproot what has been seeded
perceptions, ideals and habits
that no longer serve for the greater
well being
Close your eyes, follow the drum's song
sit on the stream of thought, drink
in the cup of healing waters
revitalize your mind, body and soul
How many times must a willow bend
until it snaps from the weight of her tears
linking with earthweal
Hosted by Sherry - exploring decolonizing our minds
Sigh. This is so beautiful, True, and so sad....the willow snapping under the weight of her tears.........a wonderful response to the prompt and I am so glad you linked this gem of a poem. The earliest dreamers, the drumming of the heart - the wilderness of the mind. Just beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you, my friend for the weekly challenge. The best way for me to clear my mind is to drum and meditate.
DeleteBeautiful... especially love: the wilderness of the mind
ReplyDeleteresting in a field of lavender ... and the closing lines.
Thank to, Rajani - lavender has healing properties. I once saw a field of lavender in bloom in Canada and it was absolutely beautiful.
DeleteWisdom of the ages in beautiful prose.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sandra
DeleteThat is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you! I hope your week is peaceful.
DeleteIt seems we must go back to move forward and "channel the energy / to uproot what has been seeded." It might help if all of the powers that be acknowledged a different kind of knowing, relating and growing that is still here and not dead, not a pipe dream. I love how your penultimate verse suggests exactly that. Perhaps we'll listen before our world snaps. A marvelous poem.
ReplyDeleteThat's susantoo, Susan!
DeleteSusan thank you for the comment! You are insightful and I hope the powers to be will listen before they tear it all down.
DeleteThis is so good - I ask the same questions of myself. Yes, it does seem like we have to travel back in time but then again, sometimes it feels like we simply have to travel more fully into the now and grow our awareness in being in nature right here and now. Suzanne- Mapping Uncertainty
ReplyDeleteTraveling back is reflective and helps one learn. I do believe we should live fully in the now growing always turns the light!
DeleteThe poets way into this wilderness echoes deeply the shaman's, a vision quest which is perilous beyond measure. (Many initiate shamans died of their transforming fires.) But we follow the drum's song as we can because the true wilderness is always there: and our poems can be breadcrumbs for others (if we choose). Well done Truedessa --
ReplyDeleteBrendan thank you for the thought filled comment. As poets we need to leave the breadcrumbs of our thoughts, hoping a reader will pick up on the trail to unravel the great mysteries we leave behind.
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