~ Spirit ~ a poem
Galactic Love Reporter Rachel ~Rachael Ehrlund
The past moves forward gracefully
illuminating paths far yet to come
singing truth and whispers of the evers
knowing that here is far from all that can be
knowing that what is, has beauty truly
knowing that the stars have more telling yet waiting to begin
The future does not want for more than what is given
our being, every nature, soft and strong
and our ancestors, dancing, falling, reaching
and our children, standing, singing, teaching
we are the intermediary minds
we are the here nows, the thens, the will bes
We may have been here before
we may be here again
surely we have been, somewhere, someway
And come here we have chosen, knowing what it should entail
knowing what was needed
knowing what would be received, and lost, and gained
The Earth shares many secrets with our visits
she loves and hugs and holds and trusts each voice
each tiny cry of hope from deep within
she listens always, she knows no loss or time beyond
our now
The Earth, our mother old and new, she did allow us
to come and learn, to gather wind and sun and sky and grow
she saved us from our whispy lack of matter
with which to mold and form
she gifted us with breath so we would know
what the father, brother, sister, mother had to share
We are a nation of one people, we are a soul reaching beyond ourself
we have groups, we have circles, we have an endless hoop
to call our home
We can be anywhere, and yet
we are here now
Do we ask ourselves why, and how
Do we know what a gift we are living
the past to strengthen
the future to build upon
and the present, this moment, this breath
To be all that it is
Are we here for it by chance
or certainly for reason
I know, and believe in that equation
We are family here
united we do live to make it so
heart, mind,
body, soul
beyond the spark, beyond the birth
The novel, the nova, the hearth, the shell
she spins
we walk, we crawl, we learn to be
Just as we are
And she is there, to see it all.
By. Rachael Ehrlund
