Poetry #302

THE MEDIUM

Within, one
End year
Each frequency a framework.
A month in a day,
Co-exist and one may ride
The waves chosen and
Discard perhaps accordingly.
Bring Forth
Come Forth
Open Windows
A possibility
With probable paths
Leaps taken
Quantum explored
What ends unknown
Then, again
Channels opened
See what appears
Decisions made then
A possibility creates
A step taken on the limb
And fruit appears then.
Holders vs. Gypsies
When the cocoon speaks
It riddles
Why have my children
Imprisoned me here?
Now come forth
This artist mine
What?
See
Express in time
Here and now
Bring forth
The greater unknown
To my, nay, our mind
That itself to open
And abundantly
Pour forth all the
Hearts desire
Translate,
How many languages?
One in which
It's writings meant.
Yet there's the mystery of it -
Whose words to whom?
And does it's author hear?
Save through
The Medium
In which it speaks.
Unity a solemn task
Repeat with joy
So long as one
Makes not a sound
That hints of fun
Nor laughs
Nor does any
Thing disturb the night
Or about oneself
Fears one might
Lose the joyful state
Of the solemn task.


Poetry #303

YES, NOW!

Why any way withhold
Or stop
Or delay
Or hold to small frames
As though an only reality?
Let go all sense of limitation!
Bring forth
Now
Radiant Being!
Yes
Now!
And from this moment
Point
Expand,
The 'final physical
Chosen work'
Be one!
The greatest expression
Of integration and abundance.
Here and now-this moment point,
Bring forth,
Come forth-Radiant
Being transform our lives
To levels of light and love
Through abundance in
All Things
For the Highest Good of ALL,
Healing, energizing, creating
And knowing joy exhuberance!

©2002 - JV Harvey