Her Spirit Speaks

Her spirit is sent
from the Heart of the spheres
With a wind is yelling to be heard
throwing breaths of cosmic dimensions
to drive waves across the ocean
and land in my head


to be encountered with wonder
at the words unheard and unsaid
just knocking at my door
a memory blessed to be freed


It lands in hidden place in my heart
with words pleading to be spoken
to be shared to be
whatever they may become
in this bliss of a story of creation


do I raise my hand teacher
can you see I have a question
do you know I already am the answer
and I can hear your answers
in this process of living in the world


tay tay Malkoota
come come now into my soul God
awaken me enough to know the unknown
a lion roaring in the night
that fire he spoke of that burns so bright


burn away the outer shell
of this cocoon I hid in until I could grow
the wings to fly above the storms
and trust that I can be reborn
into the angel If the Mother in formless form


recreated and venturing forth
into the world in this hungry breath
to merge with life and all it takes
to be alive and to be fed


The Mothers spirit is sent
from the Heart of the spheres
I hear so clearly in the wind in cosmic flight
to now dance with love and wildly spin
through infinity in this spirit wind