Hear the Word On Christmas Day

Hear the word

Man speaks in the language of fountains and stars
Raising mountains inflecting his voice to seas
Stirring heavens in the wonders of candled quasars
Singing gardens of flowers in symphonies;
He trumpets the call of the goose and the loon
Trills dialects of hairy ape and baboon
In pounds of his power over midnight and noon
He breathes the blowing in furious typhoon.


The babble of man tries to copy in myth
In impotence; the man grunts a forked tongue
As the dragon could chisel barely a glyph
On the walls of the symphonies where squalls sung.
In the deserts covering the robber tracts
Bare the papyrus in glyphs of fading rot
Dusty metaphors bleed man’s red words in blacks
Whirling winds remember frequencies, man’s lot


The tales spin in no time; just empty weighted
Reflections of convoluted images
Scientifically articulated
In the slurring of alluring dead pages
As warm language of the Fountain is pouring
All the cold facts of the man are obsolete
The winds of breath of the ‘is’ keeps inversing
There is no fixed standard for man to compete
And all things move on as man is rehearsing.


And the glories of the burning sun, shine rage
As the silver moon reflects shadows in dark
Two same clauses of the one bit of language
Repeat in the smallness of every quark.
Calligraphy in sacred geometry
The never space of no time, yet frequency
A whisper in the corridor of it All
Where truth ever speaks in pure eloquent seas.


In the everlasting Language; Hear the Word.
As crystal lights of life glow all around;
birds flying skies; fish swimming in the seas
and bugs and beasts devouring feasts on ground,
The Christ Child grows us bread in love’s sweet please,


and Jesus is the sap that feeds all life,
and purifies the blood of living things
to light free ways beyond disease and strife,
escaping death by drinking living springs,


Christmas day we celebrate the hope
revealed as mortal man is taught the way
healing, teaching giving blind men a rope
reversing death; releasing sorrow’s stay,


this year I light candles for all blind men
praying for peace on earth with wisdom’s love
walking with the Christ-child erasing sin,
by following The Jesus Way of Love;


in the spirit of Christmas.

Gifted  by Shining Dove, your Heart of a Lamb 
Contact shiningdove@alightfromwithin.org, where she blogs at many places around the globe, as a Lakota and Jew, her knowledge of the heart of the world, brings us to and fro, over the horizon, where we all learn and grow! Let us be united as Heaven and Earth, humanity's refuge to love!

The will of one, who's heart so pure, lets out a shout, "Hooray, we're here!" Come and feel my heart today, to open the door to my cave. Inside the light is rare, but dim to cast a shadow, to feel the whim, but in the deepest recesses, there lies a treasure so deer. Come one and all, come be the fall, that's the place, where Rainbow's call, and whence the falling stars delight, comes home to brotherhood in delight.

Warriors of the Earth  

Pray With Elders around the World

Hear Your Relatives Perfect Flowing Hearts
Listen to the Blessed Rainbow Colors of the Four Directions

Learn Warrior Skills with the Peaceful Wisdom Prayer!

 

I sing for you, the song of time, to bend the will of all sublime (the many splendid colors of the Rainbow), to bee (freedom) the heart of loving space, to go from here to heaven's grace.  And once we find, the world of mine, then you shall be there to receive, with arms so wide, they wilt (bend in time) next to mine, and we embrace to know love is blind (to all impure, bring your relative homeward to a pure heart, with sacred blessings). Let faith know God is part of me, let faith offer us liberty.  And when it's time to be left behind, will my brother or my sister reach out to find mine!