Logical Unsanity

Written on the 7th day of my water fast in Hopewood.
The pain in my chest finally had words,
I could not talk to anyone that morning
and when another girl from Hopewood came
to me and asked me how I was, I spoke my truth.
“J have to go to my room and cry these tears
from my chest. Bye”
These words came through as I witnessed
the re-creation of my pain.

My sould cried out….
‘Where for art thou!’
And tears roll down
Bring me to the start now.
Free my heart from this pain!
I cannot carry it any longer,
Change me, but stay the same,
I know you’ll make me stronger.

I ask you source,
Take the pain of the holocaust.
Free my lungs so that I may breathe freedoms breath,
No longer a burden imposed upon my chest.
It is sage, I am worthy…
Now.

I cannot save them all!
I do not know why they live inside my chest,
The faces, children, women
And the irony of love’s great quest.
So do not pat this down,
Nor try to make me better,
Let me feel this pain,
And I will be freed forever.

It could have been me.
It might have been me.
Perhaps it is all me.
What makes me so different?
What makes me so special?
I loathe the man who separates my soul
And now I wish for love
to bring me to my whole.
I am the vessel,
Who holds a million faces,
And I sing this song,
In rhythm of those places.

Now I wish for peace,
Tell me lord,
Why so have I felt this weight
And now I sew
My happy fate, oh happy, happy, happy day.
Now I wish for peace,
Tell me lord,
Why have I felt this weight?
And now I sew
And I know, this is my journey’s fate.
This is my vessel’s day
And flood my face with tears,
Oh happy days!
Come forth amongst my fears!

I tried so hard to understand your plight,
You shut me out and blocked me from your sight.
I felt it too and walked those roads by your side.
But you’re still there and I can no longer hide.
No longer lock their faces inside.
I am the vessel,
Of love and light.
I am the message,
Of joyful sight.
I see those faces and I free them to their rights
And in my chest I breathe a freedoms sigh.
And in my cheast I now can breathe inside.

My Mother I saw holding my child,
As they walked to their death,
her name was Yo-al.
She was  a young mother.
Who loved as life itself.
She held me in her arms
And sheltered me from the cold.
I was there,
I remember,
The bunks and faces too,
It wasn’t long before we were made,
to line in single queue.
She wouldn’t let me go.
So walked in a different line.
We walked to places Smokey.
She knew it was our time.
It was green- the air
And made my body close,
I could not shut my eyes as my body froze.
Mama, she kept on thelling me,
“We’re going to a special place.
Where nothing hurts a baby
And fear will have no trace.”

I am soul sovereign
I know this in my heat.
The story of that baby boy,
in his sweet mama’s arms.
My story is the same,
As I have played the fool.
Now is time for loving
In this global peaceful school.

Let me shed these tears
For I held them in so long
And blocked them over years
And stopped my serpent’s song.
I am a woman bright,
Of strength and courage too.
I stand upon this life
And know I will be true.

Goodbye to the distain,
Dissappointment too,
I am the forgiven.
I have forgiven you.
I rest my body’s sould
And fill with grace and ease.
I’ll nurse you back to life
And you’ll never another to please.
No more chances here,
Only one decision made clear
And joy in the discernment,
Of what is love and fear.
No apologies my friend,
For there is nothing here to mend,
My heart is one I’m certain
And came to be in the end
And it came to life in the end.
My hear is one I’m certain,
My inner working friend.

Source of all that is,
You fill my heart with peace
And touch my cells with laughter
And leave my mind at ease.
This journey I’ve been strong
And at tiems have echoed pain
And now I find my words
Will never be the same.

Show me how to sing my soul,
Your song, from my heart.
Connect my words in simple string,
Effortless from the start.
Open my throat and fill my lungs,
With air of unbridled love
And know I’ll sing forever more
As a child of the sun.

As a child of the one.

Love.