Human kind

For tens of thousands of years cultures developed in close attunement with the elemental energies of the cosmos. The chinese recognized five primal elements Fire, earth, metal, water and wood....Native Americans included sacred sound while the Greeks identified the four energies of Earth, air water and fire. These weren't simply ideas or metaphors. Their power was experienced as real. Rivers, mountains, fire, lightning and hurricanes all spoke of the grandeur of the universe and the importance of living in right relation with these elemental forces. To stay in touch with this power, it was common to celebrate or pray to these basic elements of life.

My Words are tied in one
with the great mountains
with the great rocks
with the great trees
I am one with my body
And My heart

And now for this exquisite poem see if it moves your heart and touches you as deeply as it did I. I don't even have to look at the words now and my eyes glisten in response to my hearts call.

Hear, O humankind, the prayer of my heart

For are we not one, have we not one desire
to heal our mother earth and bind her wounds
to hear again from dark forests and flashing rivers
the varied ever changing song of creation?

Oh humankind are we not all brothers and sisters
are we not the grandchildren of the great mystery?
Do we not all want to love and be loved, to work
and to play, to sing and dance together?

But we live with fear. Fear that is hate
Fear that is mistrust, envy, greed, vanity,
Fear that is ambition, competition, aggression
Fear that is lonliness, anger, biterness, cruelty....
..and Yet fear is only twisted LOVE...love turned back on itself
love that was denied, love that was rejected..and LOVE

Love is life....creation, seed and leaf and blossom
and fruit and seed, love is growth
and search and reach and touch and dance.
Love is nurture and succor and feed and pleasure

Love is pleasuring ourselves, pleasuring each other
Love is life believing in itself...

...And LIFE...
Life is the sacred mystery singing to itself, dancing
to its drum, telling tales, improvising, playing
and WE are all that spirit, our stories all
but one cosmic story that we are love indeed
that perfect love in me seeks the love in you
and if our eyes could ever meet without fear
we would recongnise each other and rejoice,
for love is life believing in itself!

WOW!!!
MANITONGQUAT