Bora born
Rainbow bridge _
By the lagoon they meet, the tide is full
down the cairns esplanade in the bosom
of the gateway's might, the great cycle starts
as the numbers line up; twelve rules the day.
Oz and the USA, like brother and
sister them two go building history's lot.
Mirrored yin on yang, polar opposites
once were warriors destined to let go.
The can do state side, lain down, corrupted.
The new world order's broad stain, zion's gain.
The atlantean energy torpid
perverted by think tanks, NGO's blitz.
The sister always there tied by accord
Lemuria of antiquity, her
aboriginality prescient
to Eden's life force, keepers of the flame.
History's longest continual living
cultures, never diminished, the story
lines sung into being, matter embraced
by conscious human will mind spirit blends.
Past present future dissolve into one.
Alcheringa tends the now moment placed
outside time's fickle stance, sliding into
patience watching your mortal worlds go by.
Fire creatures of Oz, keepers of the spark
along song lines drift shades from timeless pasts.
Kuminjays of gentler persuasion
sung by those sounds on a stiffening breeze.
Where the wind seeks the dream maker, pranha
saturates through light bodies breath bless ‘em all
clothed in matter's seductive outer face
embraced through those totem's constant re-birth.
From creations higher realms they come
those ancient of ancients, receivers of the
LAW, Wanjina embodied calls them down
through the gateway, their essence sanctified.
On the bridge they gather, elementals
on a ribbon of light rainbow dreaming
into existence the conscious connect
woman's business light warriors devise.
The company of women sisters of the
earth co-create in life's living web, their
strands of playful consciousness laugh as one
in a public space; freedom shouts out loud.
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© 13 dec 2012 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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