Honoring of the Feminine - prologue

   Silence was heavy; to many words had gone unspoken, retreated and glued into the
unaudible patterns  engraved in stone and bone, and windfull sky dosed as morning hours
turned midday; dreams quickened, thickened, eager to appear as latest actual news...
...and the seemingly solid pyramide structure, resting firmly on and high above the smaller
matters of groundlevel´s living concerns, took little notice of me in that corner I had come
to rest, to repose and replenish in solitude

  Splendid isolation refills my soul with all that is to recieve not otherwise avaible when 
living in the ordinary world. Spending time in magic nation restores again the strength and
richness that once surfaced this, now, dry and empty lands.


  Before i offer anybody my gifts again, I will contemplate integrity, I will constitute agreements,
making sure no one pick the flowers they come to see and that they leave with empty hands.
          Meanwhile
  I will dwell in this protected place, in splendid isolation, in magic nation, allowing stars to explode,
rain to fall, wind to clean, seeds to grow, only for me, for my comfort and joy. And when time is
right , I will open the gates, only for those who know how to walk this lands.
          Until then, I replenish in solitude.

  Oh, how well I know this sudden thirst, surrounded by refreshed suckers - I now beg the waterbeings
to cry on me! How well I know this weakness of body, being left behind by friends sparkling with
vitality - I now cry for the sunbeings to beam and dance for me! How well I know this heavyness
in mind, filled with garbage from those that settled down - Now I am calling for the windspirits who
knows how to blow the mind - Come!. laugh and laugh again with me, come and play away!
these burdons not of mine. Oh, how well I know this painful hunger, surrounded by fed up visitors
- I now ask the mudbeings of human service to come forth and nurture me!
            Meanwhile
  The moon is giggling along with newborn stars, making roadmaps for games to be; beamy highways
for unknown travellers; clues for clusters of molecules repatterning themselves anew; renegades of
central suns not far from here.
             Will I rest and replenish in solitude

              I am here.
              I have always been here.
             
              I am the oceans before it was crossed.
              I am the woods before it was splintered.
              I am the rock before it was shattered.
              I am the animal before it was divided.
              I am the house before we divorced and no longer shared the same roof.
              I am the ground beneath your feet, knowing you by the way you walk your talk.
              I am the magma within your hearts, knowing you from how you care for self and others,
              how you keep your inner fire.

               
              I express myself through the fire within.
              I expect you to do so, as well, - begin!
              Begin to express the revolutionary power of love!
                                                                       STAND UP!!

                                                                       DANCE YOUR DREAM AWAKE!

                                                                       
                                                                       WE ARE HERE
                                                                       TO REMEMBER
                                                                       WHO WE ARE