Ye are gods...... children of the most high.
Who are those who stealth through the night sky  ?

The mighty power of the Elemental Gods!
That man may be born and die like an insect and be born again!

He is like the gnat on a tree, who crawls by day and hides by night

Oh great are ye, thy Elemental Gods who with a wave of an arm cause the sky to streak with forked lightning.
Clasp thy hands in a clap of thunder.

Waves twist and turn by the skew of thy hand
Then as thee lay thy hand down on the green of the land
May a sunbeam shine from the tip of thy finger into the hearts of men.

That they may know that thee are great and above all things

Let thy hand rise a chalice to the dry arid land, that fruit may grow
For thy cup holds the rain that every mouth shall drink

Let not your wrath fall in tempest on the poor and ignorant
As ye are wise and above all things
That they shall know that thee and the land are one.

Thank you for sharing, i liked the imagery you provoked.

Suzi

Thanks Suzie,

There are more to offer.

I was talking to a psychic over the Internet over a year ago, and we "clasped antlers" over spirituality.

So I concentrated on my inner self to try and better the answers.

It was then that I started writing poetry.

As poetry is a powerful tool for understanding the real self and knowing that God is all around us and he and the land are one.

As both are intertwined, and to find God, is to grasp the thread of the land.


Regards George