Song of Songs

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A long time ago when much of the world was still a wild place there was once a waterfall with a beautiful voice. She could sing with the stars and moon. She would sing with the trees of the forest and all the creatures that came to her shores. In all the earth there was nothing like her divine voice. One day the waterfall told herself she was tired of singing and telling stores all the time, but she couldn’t stop her voice from flowing with the waters. As time passed the waterfall’s voice grew dull as it cascaded down over the rocks. It had lost its music of laughter. It only sounded cold and angry as it slapped down into the depths below. There were no more lullabies at night because the trees no longer listened. The creatures of the forest came to her shores only to quench their thirst. They no longer stayed to visit. Even the stars hide themselves from her behind the leaves of tree spirits and veils of clouds. The waterfall began to feel a deep sadness that she had never known. She had never been so alone. She didn’t know what to do.

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Until one day, a pokey little green frog jumped on a mossy stone at the foot of the waterfall. He began to croak out a song. And croaked and croaked into the night. The next morning, the waterfall called out to the frog and said, “Thank you little web-footed friend. I had forgotten what it feels like to sing out with all your might. For many years now, I have used my voice to say what others wanted to hear. But now I realize that I can only sing the song of songs when I give the gift of presence. You have been a true friend.” After that the frog and waterfall would sing many a new song with each dawning day.

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2016

*photo of waterfall by Nicolas A. Tonelli, Pennsylvanian Waterfalls

*photo of green frog found on Frogs Native to Pennsylvania

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Alignment

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Above and below

Spanning

Four directions 

Earth and Sky

I AM

Here, now

Home

Where I belong

My ancestors

Greet me

From the stars

Communing

With nature

I open

To the depths

Of inner knowing

With each

Breath.

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2016

“…mastery requires we stay the course, stay embodied and show up to do the work.”

~Mysticmama, Mastery

Heart Breathing

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         Illustration by Cinzia Bardelli

 

Heart flutterings

Of butterfly girl

Old soul eyes

As big as

The moon

A spirit

Dancing tenderly

With the Earth

To music

Born

From silence

An inner laughter

 Of firefly stars

Breathing

In rivers

and

Breathing

Out oceans

She lives

In the

Gift of

 Presence.

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2016

*more art of Cinzia Bardelli can be found at:

https://www.etsy.com/shop/ufficiosognismarriti

The Quiet Village

little village in the snow* “Catterline in Winter” by Joan Eardley

Up and away for life! be fleet!-
The frost-king ties my fumbling feet,
Sings in my ears, my hands are stones,
Curdles the blood to the marble bones,
Tugs at the heart-strings, numbs the sense,
And hems in life with narrowing fence.
Well, in this broad bed lie and sleep,-
The punctual stars will vigil keep,-
Embalmed by purifying cold;
The winds shall sing their dead-march old,
The snow is no ignoble shroud,
The moon thy mourner, and the cloud.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

The Universe is You

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“To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter… to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring — these are some of the rewards of the simple life.”  -John Burroughs-

“Sometimes, I sit alone under the stars and think of the galaxies inside my heart, and truly wonder if anyone will ever want to make sense of all that I am.”  -Testy McTesterson-

“Love makes of each moment an eternity
And tends the garden of the heart’s desire
When love mocks, ruby tears fall heavy as pomegranates
And when love looks, it sees your deepest mystery.
Love seeks out the tears of hidden hearts
And turns not from the Lovers of the Dawn.
Is there a remedy for the pain of love?
Or is it too unbearable for thought?
One taste of the medicine
And you will realise just how sick you have been.
Those who plead in the defence of love
In love’s judgement shall find grace
And to that court, Hafiz
May your heart fly…”

-Hafiz-

•Art found on http://zencoma.tumblr.com/post/36047592393

To The Moon

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Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,
And ever changing, like a Joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?

By Percy Bysshe Shelley

art from https://toelle.tumblr.com/post/8957201282/by-jamsan

Love Isn’t Made

Performed by Jon Foreman

Lyrics:

An hour ago
I felt so low
I almost drowned
Driving around this messed up town

It’s pretty, it’s only
I felt so lonely
And I knew all night
I’d never find a face can understand how much I miss you now

And so I arrive
At the conclusion
Love isn’t made
Love doesn’t sell or pay
But we buy and sell our love away

Escaped to the water
I stare up at the stars
And moon and sky
I was lying on my back with my fingers in the sand

Alone in Miami
It sounds so funny
And yet here I am
It’s funny how life is seldom what you plan

And so I arrive
At the conclusion
Love isn’t made
Love doesn’t sell or pay
But we buy and sell our love away

Don’t let the panic bring you down
Don’t let the panic bring you down
(Don’t let it bring you down)
Don’t let the panic bring you down
Love isn’t made

(Don’t let the panic bring you down)
How could we have let this go?
(Don’t let the panic bring you down)
How could we have almost lost it all?
(Don’t let the panic bring you down)
Don’t let the panic bring you down
(Don’t let the panic bring you down)
How had we forgotten
Love isn’t made

*For you Wolf ❤