POETRY BY MIRAYAH DELAMAR
THE GARDEN AWAKENS
AS THE EARTH GODDESS RISES,
SINGING IN THE WIND
HER BEAUTY MIRRORS THE SKY.
SACRED IS HER BODY
AND OUR BODIES ARE HER OWN.
BLESSED ARE THE SEEDS PLANTED,
GIVING BIRTH TO ONE AND ALL.
THE BALANCE OF PLENTY IS RENEWED
ONE MOMENT AT A TIME,
IN EVERY DIRECTION
ALL PARTS BECOME AS ONE.
WORLDS SPINNING WITHOUT END
COLORS MERGING INTO WHITE,
STEPPING INTO OUR DREAMS
CREATIVITY BEGINS TO FLOW,
UNVEILING THE UNKNOWN.
TIME NO LONGER STANDS STILL...
No restless wind, no warmth of sun, no falling rain,
the Sacred Earth lays undisturbed in silent praise.
The fragrant breeze travels not far,
gathering old songs from running brooks,
and later heavy of wisdom falls,
on sleeping grass, unpretentious.
In the day of rest the heart awoke
on green abode and blue romance,
words were few, of golden charm,
loneliness light crisp and spacious.
The breath of flowers found a sweet home
in wondering thoughts and nectar beehive.
Bright feathered wings draw tapestries in the trees
weaving the silent sky into new dreams:
Time is young, life is long,
breath is night and day,
under Heaven's spell.
Bathe in the moonlight of your soul,
and the ripples of the ocean waves,
feel the magic of birth,
the blissful rapture every moment brings.
Born and reborn,
of this Goddess pelvic dance,
long time cradled,
by the rhythms of the East.
Beauty loved is this ancient dance,
from women of as many walks in life,
as there are places on this sacred Earth.
Embracing the times,
change is unavoidable,
evolution reflects the treasures and fruitions,
of our deepest desires and dreams.
Growing into new horizons,
expanding into infinite wisdom,
birth in every moment calls,
opening like a seed,
growing into a tree.
The essence of life,
becomes all forms,
yet holds on to none.
Sing like a bird,
to greet the dawn,
awaken to the virgin morning,
giving birth to all.
PRAYER TO THE DIVINE MOTHER
in your image I'm made,
a human vessel,
filled with Life's Spirit.
I Celebrate your infinite creation,
I turn and dance in reverence,
to the rhythms of the universe,
music of the cosmos...
giving form to your seed
that in me lives and grows
into a being of pure Love.
Oh Goddess of beauty and grace,
Queen of Peace!
in the abundance that you give
may you be honored......
that we may not call forth our own destruction
but spread your glory
far and wide upon the Earth.
Mother! I'm your daughter,
of your pure Spirit I'm nourished,
with you in heart and mind I create,
to you I surrender, to you I surrender,
in the dance.... Of Life, Birth, and Rebirth.
Turquoise waters come and go upon the shore,
gently whispering the language of ancient and wise souls,
making rivers of prayer flow,
in the hearts of those who dare to listen.
In Love like the caressing breeze,
I followed the musical trails of the high winds,
bathed in crystal mist,
my body awakened to a dance of bliss.
Rolling on the green sand,
surrounded by lavender slate,
I released my spirit...
to the ecstatic flow of the sea waves.
Deep within my soul,
I gathered rays from the midday Sun,
everlasting stillness reigns,
within the radiant glow,
of healing rainbows.