ETERNAL PRIMAL SPRING WITHIN AND BEYOND  (7-14-2005, 10:30am, Galveston Island, Texas)

     
there are      
exotic songs      
ive heard      
yet did not      
know      
the meaning of      
indigenous chants      
mystical sounding      
ancestral lullabys      
of baka      
barundi      
and pygmy tribes      
but something      
in the vocal      
tones      
bird like      
primal notes      
and fluid melodies      
interwoven        
into their rhythmic      
drum beats      
hypnotic      
trance like      
channellings heard      
sets free      
in me      
new visions      
come      
reflectively      
expressed here now      
in these      
organic      
vine like      
tendrillings      
of impressionistic      
words      
so deeply rooted      
at their source      
in and through      
both      
their voices      
and their bones      
which naturally      
bloom forth      
from their      
lives      
still lived      
in total harmony      
with all      
of nature      
around them      
spiraling out      
with such      
sweet      
universal clarity      
over full mooned      
jungle rivers      
hypnotic      
fluid      
silver dreams      
ethereal lights      
quietly flowing through      
ancient spirits      
of mystical      
shamanic nights      
whose essence      
opens up      
in me      
in all my      
heightened senses      
keenly      
tuned in      
awareness      
some strangely      
familiar      
yet directionless      
inner gravity      
which drifts      
and pulls      
at the deepest      
resonant core      
of my own      
transcendent      
life force      
whose own      
distantly      
long forgotten      
ancestral roots      
similarly      
spiral forth      
even further still      
extending      
energetically out      
unseen      
yet felt      
down into      
the unknown depths      
of some      
forgotten      
eternal spring within    
beyond    
wherein      
it so effortlessly      
acquiesces into      
the purest      
infinite heart      
of the even      
greater mystery      
beyond      
everything we do      
and do not      
know at all      
beyond      
the immeasurable      
beauty      
and suffering      
that is      
the sum      
of each lifes      
journeyed beings      
story      
whether fully      
realized      
fully lived      
or not      
despite any      
seemingly endless      
struggles      
it ultimately      
still      
may come      
to be      
both known      
and more fully      
self realized      
as that ineffable      
perfection itself      
yet still      
presently here now      
beyond      
all our      
so called      
presumably      
brilliant knowledge      
empiric      
innate      
or otherwise      
the deeper      
primal truth      
which we all      
for the most part      
have long      
and completely      
forgotten      
is still reflected      
still alive      
in those songs      
ive heard      
and felt      
of baka      
barundi      
and pygmy tribes      
even though      
at the time      
i did not      
know      
nor understand      
the meanings      
of their words      
still even so      
they deeply touched      
and opened      
me up      
and still do      
touch      
and open me      
further      
to that deeper      
more universal      
more primal      
truth      
innate in me      
at the very      
core      
of my eternal      
souls      
most sacred      
transcendent being      
which opens up      
my heart      
so wide      
freeing my      
too long      
held hostage feelings      
and rivers      
of joyous tears      
to inwardly flow      
up from      
some mysterious      
ancient  forgotten      
yet timeless      
purer source      
to flow      
more outwardly      
now      
here into      
this      
and every luminous      
full mooned      
jungle rivers      
hypnotic  fluid      
silver dreams      
similar      
mystical      
shamanic night      
like ancestors spirits      
returned      
and arisen      
to visit      
on such      
magical nights      
wherever      
they might occur      
which both      
recognizes      
and knows      
my soul      
as it gently      
taps      
silently into      
the even greater      
unseen mystery      
of all that is      
within      
and beyond      
everything i do      
and      
do not know      
and yet still am    
just as we      
and all things      
are    
within    
that eternal    
primal spring beyond    
which exists    
innately    
and collectively    
herein    
us each and all    
unseen    
yet felt    
and known    
as we continue    
as a species    
to much    
too slowly    
awaken    
at least in part    
as part    
of who    
and what    
we are    
forever      
here      
now      
within    
and      
beyond
our still much
too slowly
but surely now
ever increasingly
awakening
higher consciousness s
new understanding
of our own
innate
true oneness
awareness s
more fully awakened
enlightened
realization
that we each
and all
are truly one
with all
of this
and therefore
likewise
we ourselves
ineffably are
all that is
within
our sacred
inseparable
oneness
with
all
that is
as
well