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Book of Stormz . One (2009)
out from fire in the Farthest Land
and its ensuing rising storm
Jehovah's child of the crossroad
Eshu Salaam is born
"what colour",
asks the riddle,
is my hat?"
"I say it's red."
"I say it's black."
"Hit me first"
"I'll hit you right back"
...say the inconclusive neighbours
this constant scuffle
will not be their Saviour
.oO(*)Oo.
the pulpit returns
in the last days of the world
signs are unravelling
shifting weather patterns unfurl
birds don't know what song to sing
some retire from broken wings
this is no longer a joyous land
earthquakes rewrite the boundaries of man
to disappear
and reappear
at the sleight of a mysterious One‘s hands
.oO(*)Oo.
island chain is almost one
Earth's eventual shift from the sun
volcanos pierce smoke-laden darkness
remind us with awe of our relative smallness
our arrogance
intolerance
turned to obeisance
learn the lessons
of laws way above us
way beyond the white carpet
of cirrocumulus
treading across like some white buffalo
on a random tear
across snowy terrain
earth is moved amidst thunder and fear
.oO(*)Oo.
microcosmic Beings
will soon be seeing
the power of Greater Being
that we exist within
and within
infinite dimensions
churning and bumping
creating the akashic soup
natives may soon be praying to
a lady from Guadeloupe
for the world will shudder
and shake
no time to react
most won't remain intact
.oO(*)Oo.
having bitten the fruit
of the tree of intelligence
eyes still open shut
neither understand
nor overstand
essence of emanation
instead
block the love vybration
the core of love energy
take care to exercise it
revise it
if necessary
do not be unaware of the plan
and do lend a helping hand
it'll take concerted love from
everyone
to keep the world in shaky place
before 2 jolts make it shift in empty space
.oO(*)Oo.
millions of ways to relate
yet still choose to berate
divide
hide
the love
that should be expressed
in the last days of the world
when
entire plates sink beneath the sand
seems like there is nowhere to hide
try, try... cause you must
run, run... if you can
tsunami tsunami
pull back your mighty hand
to batter eastern Babylon
resound destructive strength
Nature exacts a revenge
heard even by the tundra swans
one third of the stars
appear to fall
cosmic chaos
heed the Mighty Call
.oO(*)Oo.
death by water and fire
an ocean will tremble
beneath Shakti's ferocity
so many hands of fate
nowhere to run
earth's changes its velocity
feel the Uniqueness of the One
Pacifica crashes into muddy abyss
ring of fire lighting up
swallowing up
like Hades
Ra returns to the Euphrates
.oO(*)Oo.
climactic stress
when magnets shift
the energy we have created
akin to a sword that is serrated
has destroyed the harmony
of Lyfe itself
butcher it like the Lamb
who told you once
now tells you twice
the so-called ‘End of Humanity’
is really just
Earth taking Nature's advise
"correct yourself"
.oO(*)Oo.
when the iron ball spins
the sun will appear to veer
crash into the earth
then pull away so high
laws we can't defy
Phaeton's on some DWI
nothing can stop spinning sky
oceans rise high
lands disappear in momentary confusion
then
we realise
it was all just an illusion
.oO(*)Oo.
a seed remains
humanity's 1 single ace
Love
borne from compassion
to each one a ration
of equality
the chance to exist
in wholeness
free from the masks
of someone else's idea of
“God”…
tee… em
give it a face
but
don't forget
that it's space
.oO(*)Oo.
as the world spins
surrounded by storm and fire
forcing us to finally think higher
learn to aspire
for the right things
in 150 revolutions
will come the solution
to the ailing planet
a woman arrives
dressed all in white
to administer to the sinister
science
warns of reliance
.oO(*)Oo.
contained within crystal
the wheel of Dharma
turns
into new consciousness
the One
the Sun
pay attention because the time may one day come
when the world might have to run
.. .oO(*)Oo. . .oO(*)Oo. ..
copyright 2009
(originally posted 12 Jan 2010 on 'Garden ov Shiva')