Corrected Version A Dance With Tara She came to me in flowing white coasting across the meadow. Her lace was soft, her voice was lost to birds and buzzing bellows. I watched as she drew herself around in the morning’s early waking. I memorized this creation dance so precise and so breath-taking. Coaxing me to come to her, I ran outside my doorstep, I Jumped across the meadow quick as I passed by Juniper and moss so thick The green so emerald The lace so white The sky so blue and golden The sun was waking up to see what White Tara was beholdin. Come dance with me in this light of dawn. Come stand in this place I carry. I’m calling you - Your heart is true - Please hurry now - Don’t tarry. The Earth she’s holding deep inside a place of sadness and of sorrow She asked me to bring her message through, to listen well before the morrow. Then the Goddess spoke again, her voice filled with beauty that glistened: I have a message for you to bring If only Mankind will listen Gaia weeps not for her own welfare and nor for My own it’s clear She weeps for you and all mankind It’s Forgetfulness she fears You’ve lost your way dear gentle child. You’ve forgotten who you are. The ways of old - The stories told - The singing from the stars - The children do not play outside. Theyre trapped inside with games. The Families forget themselves while they stare all day at screens. Elders sit in factories some call retirement homes, while families say it’s best to stay than sit at home alone. And those trapped in a body that is Wh still need are in need of care Could this be true A governments tool To streamline Medicare? Food is copied into something plastic and diseased diet soda, hamburger oh and let’s add some onion rings. Some say it’s food. It sure seems crude. I’ll leave that for you to judge. but if you look at what you eat it’s mostly only sludge. The water ways where the dolphin plays are dumping plastic swells. The stars above they send their love as man’s garbage fills outer space as well. Yes dear gentle forest child I bring you here today To shake you down and turn you around and send you on your way Ask the people of your world if they remember how stories ring. Of fireside tales and moonlit trails the songs that families all used to sing. Can you recognize a Robin’s call or feather of a Golden Eagle or a brown bear’s tracks or the coyote’s pack - do their cries remind you of these precious things? On full moon nights do you offer praise in delight for all you’ve done so far? Or in the dark of the Moon do you leave your room to look up at the stars? Look deeply into your children, my friends. Look deep into their eyes ! How can you consume and consume and consume while you take part in their demise ? Why is it more and more and more that seems to draw man to his knees ? Well, since you’re there it might seem fair to ask for some clarity! Take what is needed and no more. be thankful for the gifts that be Before fresh water’s gone or Nature’s nurturing forest lawn disappears before all will see. Then with just a small waft of the wind She gently unwrapped Her lacy hold. She floated on across lawn. The light had now turned gold. Just before the last of Her white trail had united with the dawn’s golden sky, She turn to me and sent this plea: It’s now your turn. Your post you’ve earned. Please Go Now and Make a Try…. I’ll never forget this vision of the Goddess of Compassion as she took her glance away. The silent Song, the Dance so strong, that changed my path that day. I hear her last and final words daily in my heart Compassion comes from remembering - from your connection to Earth you cannot part. Listen well the stories to tell. Share gratitude and respect the land. You have the tools. You are no fools. Your destiny waits in your own good hands. You can see this as a poetic epic of color and of prose but deep inside you know this is how the Goddess must compose. May I simply ask you to take this account as a true and trusted vision? What I want to say to you today is - It’s your turn now. Go make them Listen. Written for the Planet Earth . Mana Youngbear, January 19, 2014
Posted on: Tue, 21 Jan 2014 01:53:16 +0000