There are many ways to change the world,
Worlds within, worlds untold,
Or simply a Blue Planet we have all yet to embrace as Home.
Some whisper. Some wait. Some hold the space for change.
And some push through …
We are all in it together.
This mad, whirling dance of Chaos.
Each playing a role dependent on the other.
Here´s to the whisper-ers,
Who nudge the currents ever so slightly
A little here, a little there
In time it becomes a wave,
A ripple,
A roar.
Here´s to the wait-ers,
Who tell us something new will come
Just bide the time, watching from afar
In faith they watch a new reality unfold
What will it be – who knows?
Here´s to the space-holders, the vessels,
the cosmic containers that focus the Dance,
the mad dance of Death and Creation
In body, in breath,
in life, in death
Behold the Body Chambers
And here´s to the push-ers,
the fools, the hero(ine)s who walk the path of the burning blade,
dancing, dreaming, screaming, heaving on the edge of change,
A precarious path one can celebrate
or simply target.
Here´s to us all.
Right now.
On the brink of change.

Poem © Priestess Bairavee Balasubramaniam PhD, The Sky Priestess

Image: Swirl By Kulshrax (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

7 thoughts on “ON THE BRINK…

  1. Mystikalmayden says:

    Beautifully spoken….

    Sent from my Samsung device over Bell’s LTE network.

  2. Tanya Rose Kluck says:

    ‘Or simply a Blue Planet we have all yet to embrace as Home.’… This. So very simple, yet so Very poignant. Are we becoming now unafraid to ‘come back home to Mumma’.. are we now ready to release the ‘importance of independence’.. and Embrace our Mother fully? A very important time indeedy. Much Love <3


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