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"Hidden Voices" - Guest Post by Kelly

Entry Submitted by Kelly at 8:39 PM EDT on October 29, 2016

Hello, Soul Friends,

Sharing my Tribute to our Earth Mother.

Blessings!

Asha/Kelly


Hidden Voices

To you, my sweetest treasure
My strength, my Love.
For your breath-taking landscapes
Your gift of songbirds
Willows that weep
Glorious running steams
That quench and fill me,
Fields of color that nourish
Body and soul,
Creation of every form
Mother of all living
Deserted; Forgotten

It is You who sustains all creatures great and small
The stone people, the plant people, the two legged,
The four legged, the creepy crawlers,
The finned, the furred, and the winged ones.
How slow am I to remember Your role as

Giver of relief
How quickly am I to dismiss Your suffering
At the hands of all that depend on the fruits
Of Your soil to nourish.

I hear Your whisperings
Yet they are no longer subtle or faint
Today they are piercing cries
Not for Your own torment
But for us; for our blind eye
And what it says of our state;
Our condition.

How blind to Your anguish
And how deaf to Your cries can we be?
How much longer can You sustain
The unconscious, the walking dead
The programmed mind of humankind?
Will we sleep until You are
Beyond repair?

Who with eyes will see?
You tremor below us every day
Pleading with us to find our way out
Of a world that has
Sanctioned Your exploitation.

Winds of change have us surrounded
And whisper “There is enough.
And there is no scarcity;
Except that which you created through fear...
There is so much more,
Yet outside of illusion...there is only love.”

It is your time to cleanse the
Impurities we’ve imposed
Upon You since time began.

To heal from Your weakened state,
And treat your wounds caused by
The blood we stole from You-
Plunging deeply into Your flesh
For the sake of our ravenous greed.

And yet...
You have never turned from us.

Does this mean it’s not too late?

What if we recover together?
Is it plausible that
One conscious choice at a time
We can undo your undoing?
And in remembering the magnificence
Of Your gifts...
Repair the wounds in us all?
I say “Yes we can!”
But how?

What if (even just I) pick up every non perishable
Item I see lying on you that ever crosses my path...
And properly dispose of it?
Can this be a start? Can this one gesture make a difference?
What if I dispose of items consciously?
What if I compost;
Giving back to you what I do not consume?
What if I recycle anything that can be reused?
What if I walk more; drive less?
What if I repair more; purchase less?
What if I enjoy your landscape more; my electronics less?
What if I find more pleasure in simplicity?
What if I live in the Present moment?
What if I honor all life equally?
Would my choice alone matter?
Can a shift in One
Create transformation?
As I slowly awake from the deepest trance,
Wiping the sleep from my eyes
I hear the answer.

It was in me all along
Waiting for a voice.

May our choices as a human race,
Reflect our ever-expanding realization of
Your Exquisite Grace
May we tune our ears to hear Your sweet song
And with joy, take on the role as Your keeper
Just as You have so willingly taken on the
Burden of ours.

Asha
Kelly Birch
Copyright April 2012

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