Walking con la Paz

 I'm really just a Tamborine By Hafiz Great poetry makes the Universe admit  a Secret, "I'm really just a Tamborine, Grab hold, Play me, Against  Your warm Thigh"

Survivors bear up, Remember the cost  for what it means To be at peace, & free Why we must  Compel ourselves  To clarify our consciousness  Dance around the lies & fight for our freedom The price,  heavy and unscrupulous, Has been paid for With interest  In crimson blood for some In honor and reverence, With gratitude & goodness, Solemnly, we shall not forsake Our mothers brothers and babies, Laying restly at Wounded Knee A spirit upon a spirit, Neither to be feared, Are both enthusiastically recieved  For one is the native symbol  For harmony and balance, While the other, the other, Is a harbinger of cosmic beginnings  And earthly transformations Now, the cycle of nature shall be done  as she has always been done before. Therefore, to walk mindfully in purity One must seek forgiveness  for those soullessly committed deeds  

Sometimes entering a new adventure means closing doors -burning bridges- in order to take the path anew. The love eternal is like energy flowing through the environment, and the source of it moves through you like water moves through the land, like sunshine moves through the air, and reaches the ocean of vast nothingness, the void of no luminescence, and there pure peace is found, only the tranquiliy that stillness brings, in the midst of ecstatic, transcendental bliss.  Enter this void, with me, and situate thyself in the center of the universe, nestled in the oneness of everything. This is the promise of life, taking new adventures and following roads that lead to dreams told into stories, strands of wool woven into the fabric of space and time, a blanket of epochs and nebulas, where the colors of dust and star debris blend with the mesmerizing sounds of cosmic vibrations, tuning into frequencies otherworldly as if we are all in prayer together, singing together, "Earth believes...