They left their mark so long ago
Spiraled handprints and tiny feet
Chipped into rock
Communicating across miles and years
Sending messages no longer understood
Taking a cue from those early scribes
I sit here carving ink stained words into blue-lined paper
Hoping for those same mountains to speak to me
My heart is impatient
Demanding
I don’t want to leave this place
Without extracting some profound secret
From before time was time
The words come clear and full of force
You are not yet quiet enough
to hear what we have to say.
If your pulse beat at the speed of stone
you would be home by now.
Stop looking
Stop trying so hard
What you want is already here
You want your mind to be empty?
Gaze upon these jagged cliffs
For an eternity
Then your thoughts will spread out
Becoming the space between galaxies
Strung together like bouldered beads
Wreathed in a blue-purple sky.
Let the wisdom of the old ones
( We who have seen it all)
Take the place of your bones
Fill you with calcite longing
Teach you to trust in granite desire.
Here is the secret
You are indeed made of stardust
Seeded with light
The spawn of the ever spewing cosmos
But you were also forged
In the deep fires
Of the mothers molten core
Pressed into form surrounding a spark
Solid, ancient, stalwart
Curious, hungry, alive
You are made from the world
Of dirt and ash
sand and soil
earth and mud
This was no mistake
We knew what we were doing
There was no other way
Love flowing through blood and bone
Is sweeter than any other kind
Enjoy it while you can
Before you know it
The stars will once again
Claim you for their own.
You are indeed made of stardust….
Beautiful words strung together that stir the soul and touch the heart.
Dear Goddess Chris,
Thank you for sharing these holy words. Just what my tired, parched spirit needed for nourishment today. Yesterday I ignored the voice that pleaded with me to lay down on the earth and just feel her heart beating; “I am too busy” said the silly voice in my head. Time to go take a moment to reconnect with the “world of dirt and ash, sand and soil, earth and mud.”
Namaste,
Linda
What my weary spirit needed to hear at this moment as well.
And to encourage me onward with my obsession to build myself an outdoor cob fireplace with the verse “world of dirt and ash, sand and soil, earth and mud.”
Oh my. my. my. MY!!!!!! Stunning.
Stunning beautiful brilliance Chris!
This is beyond beautiful,
and brimming with truth.
It is an honor to have my eyes here,
and my heart. So many gems here I won’t even point them out.
I know you know. This receiving is pure
wonder and magic.
Thank you dear one!