Elders Speak to Me, I Need to Hear your Voice Inside Me
Ancient Future Elders
By IVY
Tribes
of the sowing Earth
Challenge
my humanity
Initiate
me to the apex of the snow leopard
And
into the dirt of millions of jaguar corpses
Layered
onto of movements of fierce evolution
Separated
from the evolutionary smoking pipe
I
near forget the trance of our resilient brew
Channeling
prayers of maverick intentions
Into
alchemized herbs that fashion the bloodline
Into
stars on Earth, Earth into stars unshakeable lineage
Where
mantras vibrate dreams into creative mastery
Ecstatic
recovery, the pounding grandness resurrects
Exalted
strength to face the darkness
With
death as a philosophy, gateway into shape shifting forms
Train
my ears to hear the whispers of ancient poets
Reap
these yearnings to connect to what has voice of reason
I
ache to learn skills, trades and talents
Of
millions of lifetimes
Infusing
into my brown eyes
Elders
to the traveling light
Share
the star maps so I may walk the ethereal accord
Into
vibrating dances spirit entrances
To
companion me towards soul awakeners
Return
my origin to the nerves extending out to the might
Of
hands in hands bowing to the mirror of supporting the completion of Knowledge
Through
channel upon channel granting
Mastery
for thee to weep sweet freedom
Creativity
of thousands of wishing
I
stand at the megalithic transmission
That
took cycles of evolution
To
relinquish doubt and download
Methodologies
and modalities
To
the book of medicine
To
advance my earthing activation
Through
time and space synthesizing elders
Who
walk resilience to witness the fullness of my planetary progression
A
stellar protection and wise library
To
the archangels, shamans, ancient futurist
Oracle
into a dharmic laced gown
To
show to myself the darkness of penetrative eyes
Echo
light codes from cosmic justice
Ordained
by the effort of gatherings, interpreters assisting the life force
By
sharing the hearth of renaissance held together in the mantra reciting
Womb
of the ancient past elders building psychic tunes to weave
The
embodiment through esoteric portals
I
now face as the generation to creatively expand the narrative