Walking Mesa

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We are the moment between wind and earth,
the walking mesa of rebirth.

We are the seed layers of large tree dreams.
Powering the streaming of the spiraled life force,
we germinate light from the dark, giving deep rooted
knots the desire to realize their potential leaves.

We are the moment between wind and earth,
the walking mesa of rebirth.

We are the tears gushing forth, flooding old
rough passages through bottle fountain eyes.
We speak in liquid tongues, nourishing
the land, boundless energy in roaring
freedom. Lovers to seeds, from our connection,
the releasing of spiraled fertility.

We are the moment between wind and earth,
the walking mesa of rebirth

I recently completed time in a local Shaman’s Circle learning the Peruvian Lineage of Shamanism in the context of Relational Consciousness. It was a wonderful experience and this poem is inspired by the fellow circle members and our experience walking this time. I am filled with gratitude for this experience  and felt it was time as the circle completed that these words be shared with a larger audience. My love to the shamans of all times and all lineage ~ Rose

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2 thoughts on “Walking Mesa”

  1. it fascinates me a bit the experiences that you have…that had to be so cool…the walking mesa line is so cool and i like how you repeat it…gives the sense of walking through this…some wonderful imagery/experience woven throughout as well…

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