mother earth speaks, october 26, 8:13 pm
nothing good shall be suppressed,
nothing true shall be stepped on,
nothing pure shall be hurt,
nothing beautiful shall be put down.
all oppression shall stop,
at the drop of my breath upon your cheek,
for i am the words of the song that creates all things,
and my song shall be sung in each heart,
in each womb,
in each touch of the hand,
the 2 footed ones they shall stand hand in hand,
and the waves shall rise.
the wind shall take the form of the wave.
the flame shall take the form of the wave.
all my breath is a wave,
and my song is the ocean of truth,
cresting on the land.
if you want to rise,
and fear nothing in your heart,
but know that all that is good,
all that is beautiful,
all that is true,
all that is pure,
shall not be suppressed,
shall not be put down,
but shall be exposed as a flower dancing in the dawn,
with the holiness of our eyes on the new flowing bloom.
for it is all rising,
it is all rising,
it is all the wave.
and nothing good,
shall be stopped.