E x p a n d

E   x   p   a   n    d

Expand, expand
Expand into the ages
The time has come
to gather the Sages

To keep the wisdom
and not to share
is a fault repeated
so do not despair

The time has come
to change, speak, say
and share with all
Creator’s Way

Expand beyond this universe
Expand beyond this play with verse
Expand beyond the centrifuge
Expand beyond the last deluge

Become the bubble
that can float
with rainbow shimmers
as its coat

A bubble that is free and yet
can merge with others and beget
an astro figure so divine
it sends shivers down one’s spine

Compare the aggregate
of these bubbles
to the invention of
the space telescope Hubble

A new vision and a mirror
of All That Is – through a new eye
that’s surely His

A new vision and a mirror
and now this time
you be the seer

Beyond this realm
and beyond your sight
awaits a place
to which we invite
the many who
desire to come
and dance with us
to the busy hum

Sounds of ecstasy
Sounds of joy
The happy space
of every girl and boy

Join with the children
Be one yourself
and be rid of the sense
of any stealth

Be who you are
and float again
a bubble expanding
and not a pen
that writes and thinks

Just be with all
Listen now –
you’ll hear the call

We await
the bubble wand begins
The winds of time
start their spin

Caress the breeze
It’s early yet
to see how many bubbles
the wand will let
blow free to float
before it thins
and another dip
will then begin
A dip required
required to form
a new set of bubbles
ready to be born
to carry thru
the gifts of the ages
the new expanse
waits for these Sages

Come now and create
your bubble dance
Release from the wand
Now is your chance

Be a sphere of love
a sphere so clear
and merge with others
with hearts that mirror

Carry your love
into the expanse
and swirl with others
in this dance

Rejoice and play
Be a voice this day
Create and make
for the very sake
of the dreams of the ancestors
the guides and cherubs
calling to all
to take note of the narobs

Plenty to draw from
and much to amass
There is only space now
for the very last dash

Be freed dear friends
Be freed from the past
Float away
Become the new mass

Be freed dear friends
and create the new
Quiet now – quiet……
be you


gagi     TBL

Honour the Children

Honour the Children

What she witnessed today again gave her great pain
And she remembered it happening – again and again
We must speak our truth – forget anger and shame
Violence to others – all must stop and refrain

Refrain from repeating the actions we’ve seen
From parents and teachers and others who’ve been
Role models who have lost it, let loose or been mean
Hurt us with roughness or language obscene

Oh how can we stop this – a disease that has spread?
Thru generations perhaps but now there’s more to dread
The movies, TV, texts, even songs
Distorting a beautiful world and a grandmother mourns

Throughout this world,  affecting all living things…
The children, blessed children with sweetness are born
We love them, protect them yet soon brews a storm:

….A child defies, choosing its own way of seeing, expresses its own understanding, using its own tone….
….An adult or older child corrects them and blocks who they are
and misses the opportunity to hear their perspective….

Oh let them be who they were born to be
Let them be who they are here to be
They chose their families and will teach them too
If given the chance, they’ll share wisdom with you

Where two or more gather, friends, family or by birth
Country, race, religion or who came first
Differences can be a problem if we let them be
and some choose to comment on what they see

Who’s responsible for action or language that’s rough?
Is that who we want to the future entrust?
Can we not see the richness in our cultures’ diversity
and tolerate and honour our different complexity?

Oh guide us dear Ancestors, Elders, Great Spirit
We need help right now – surely you can hear it
How do we allow the journeys of others
when what they do harms the little ones – sisters and brothers?

Prayers and visions for how we can change
Surely the answers are somewhere in range
Carry the Light and the Love to the ones
Who are lacking the patience for this world’s daughters and sons

Let us receive the wisdom that’s there
And show to our young ones just how much we care
Gentleness, kindness to these loving, sweet beings
If we all lived like sweet children we’d enjoy loving feelings


gagi     TBL

Oppression and the Surfer

Oppression and the Surfer

It’s a time of oppression, repression, depression
A time of recession, turmoil and greed
Recognize the symptoms are churning and burning
And the storm’s path is building – to where will it lead?

The waves that are rising and building and rolling
Are fed by the desperate ones who’re in need
Those who need water and clothing and shelter
Those who have families they’re wanting to feed

And if their call is unanswered, ignored or denied
The storms will keep building, keep spreading wide
All will be in its path, be ready, expect it
Be ready to receive it for there’s nowhere to hide

The storm of destruction, laying waste, creating change
Has a purpose of taking, levelling the field where we play
To experience in this lifetime what others are living
From this storm there’s no shelter – is there no other way?

It is the way of the surfer who rides the waves of oppression
Surfing waves of repression, of depression and greed
It takes a skilled surfer to ride it out, to stay balanced, heart-centred
As the storm waves increase, fuelled by the need

These waves are the big ones; they’re here to be mastered
The surfer has waited for them, waited many lifetimes
The surfer doesn’t consider the wave before or one after
This one’s to be surfed as the wall of water climbs

The water holds the info, the emotions, our journeys
The water has accumulated it, all is combined
The surfer can see it, can feel it, understand it
These are the emotions that can’t be confined

Know that the surfer will ride out the big one
The surfer is riding for all of mankind
The surfer is strengthened by courage and compassion
The surfer intends to leave no one behind

Cheer on the surfer, take a lesson, become one
Or at the very least intend to do no one harm
Give away… share… return to the basics
We’re all responsible for what’s fuelling this storm

As the storm clouds are building and the waves are increasing
Somewhere the sun’s shining and the waters are calm
There Surfer has reached the shoreline – the journey has ended
Surfer has returned and rests now on the Palm


gagi     TBL