the river sings

The river sings….as always
As all rivers….
The ones who nurture it…

It remembers you

In its flowing canticles of joy
It carries the grief of all who suffer for it

You who have bathed in it
Anointed now by its one prayer for you….

It flows for the ones who have no voice….

Their silence eternal…

Healing the broken shadows of man….

For the water protectors of standing rock

25 November 16

For Berta Caceres

A river has no name..the sound it knows of wind
And moonlight..
It’s singing self..
It’s long memory
Bereft of longing..
Full of human invasion
Human crossings
Animal crossings..

Rests in its essential movements..

Shaman know..

It is possible for a river
To sing inside a soul..

It is you..

For berta caceres

From the stronghold
5 March 2016IMG_0094

for hashem shaabani

for hashem shaabani
 
 
maheo nehvistoh
eh houn
 
though his shadow
                 has joined the mirroring
                                                       rain
 
maheo nehvistoh
eh houn….
 
 
hashem shaabani, 32, arab poet and peace activist was put to death by
hanging in his home country in iran. he was founder of an organisation promoting arabic culture and literature in iran known as the dialogue institute.
 
tsistsistas text..creator look, he is praying
 
in tsistsistas culture the word for soul and shadow have metaphoric resemblance.mirroring rain references a sacred mirror.known to reflect cosmic
knowledge.