TRIBALPINAY

handmade all natural feather jewelry

A bright eclipse

A sudden golden light

A strangely familiar face reveals a strangely familiar mercy

A tenderness of mystic worth –

Warm enveloping nostalgia that my cold, clenched fingers reach to touch.

Do I know you from some mysterious world?

Across the vast divide of space and time that I cant remember in my waking life?

But I do…

I do.

Your memory lives somewhere in the nucleus of atoms, which dance to form my heart

Magnetic sways, steps, gliding fluid motion of the nebulae’s dance

The graceful spin of galaxies

Circling orbits of comets long forgotten that blaze brightly through the dark space upon their return –

Foretold by ancient observers whose monoliths have since been reduced by the effort of ants.

On the tails of these harbingers of Providence is where my recollection of you resides

The sound of your laughter, the sound of your sobs

Reverberates through my silent vacuous density

Pulling me in spiraling gravity to remembrance.

Memory that warms my arteries and veins locked in atrophy

Memory that brings movement

Memory that brings fearless

Lucid

Combustion

Expansion

Ebullient dissolution

Ultimate herald of rebirth

Labor and delivery of a new galaxy within a mother universe immemorial.

Four chambers, four directions, four winds, one pulse in the center

Luminosity in glorious equanimity

Beckoning undiscovered botany to push from the stardust

To push from the dust and grow

Grow

Grow towards the effulgent countenance

And so doing releasing nutritious exhilarating breath which baptizes the newborn stratosphere

Sing, scream, cry, laugh, sob and gasp in rapture

We are consumed as we consume as we witness the world begin anew

Lift every voice in deep song as we orbit the symphonic sun to the rhythm of the drum

As I dance, gyrate, as I sway

Brilliant rays shine on my brown skin and cosmic fingertips caress my chest gently bringing my heart out of entropy

To shine on all forests, mountains, rivers and seas and blooms, laying the glittering veil of love and incandescent compassion

In gratitude and awe let us construct the temples anew

Lay flowers, bring fruit, burn pitch

Sing, dance and pray under the firmament

Thanks for this day

Thanks for this life

Thanks for the circle yet unbroken

Thanks for the center where the enduring original fire burns

                  In the middle of space.

December 18, 2010

Thanks to Life

(Violeta Parra)

Thanks to life which has given me so much,

It gave me two eyes that when I open them,

I can distinguish perfectly black from white,

And in the high heaven its starry background,

And in the multitudes the man I love.

Thanks to life which has given me so much,

It’s given me sound and the alphabet,

And with it the words that I think and declare,

Mother, friend, brother, and burning light,

The route to the soul of the one I am loving.

Thanks to life which has given me so much,

It’s given me sound that in all its magnitude,

Records night and day crickets and canaries,

Hammers, turbines, dogs’ barks, storms,

And the voice so tender of my good beloved.

Thanks to life which has given me so much,

It’s given me the steps of my tired feet,

With them I walked though cities and puddles,

Beaches and deserts, mountains and plains,

And your house, your street, and your patio.

Thanks to life which has given me so much,

It’s given me laughter, it’s given me tears,

Thereby I distinguish good fortune from ruin,

`The two materials that make up my song,

And the song of all of you that is my own song.

Thanks to life which has given me so much!

Moon Gate

Stolte Grove, Mill Valley Ca

Winter Solstice 2010, Full Lunar Eclipse

Shot by Shelbie Dimond