The Cyclometer

The Cyclometer

New science is showing
There will be more to our knowing
We’re being seeded…they’re sowing
New thoughts and ideas

This morning gave vision
A poem or writing decision?
And poetry won
So this poem’s begun

It is about the cyclometer
It is like a barometer
It seems to measure vibration
of our spoken eloquation

How we spoke a word
and by computer it was heard
Then an expansion occurred
and new data was lured
from the internet

I was also shown
how more info was grown
by using a type of pen
encircling a word and then
more info appeared
on the screen
It was weird

One more bit of info
and this is great inflow
How we pronounce a word
can affect how it’s heard
by the universe

Think of these words:
bar
car
far
jar
mar
par
star
and how they’re pronounced

a constable sound plus
how we pronounce the letter “r”

Now what about “war”
We pronounce it like “wore”
If we change what we speak
The old word meaning will leak
right out of the word
The universe has heard
and we can assign a new meaning
like a peaceful reconvening

Let us make the change
and pronounce, rearrange
the meaning of war (“w”+ letter r)
so it is heard from afar
from every listening star

Let this be a war of words
and we will monitor what occurs
May we have a peaceful reconvening
for it is towards peace we are leaning
with love


gagi     10/31/13

Which Came First?

Which Came First?

Which came first?
The dinosaur or its egg?
Was it a slow evolution
or a spontaneous segue?

The question, this question
brought an image renewed
from a long ago meditation
it was once more reviewed

Suspended in nothingness
No place, no time
Was a copper-coloured egg
of a description divine

The egg was so beautiful
reflecting rainbow coloured hues
It seemed to be waiting
to deliver what news?

Does this egg of creation
wait somewhere unknown?
Does it wait to gestate
what wants to be grown?

Copper, yes copper
It’s symbol is Cu
To see you, to hear you
to know who you are….

ICU, i see you or
Intensive Care Unit…
to intensively care…
to be aware

Copper, conductor of
energy and heat
Malleable, colourful
Orange and blue meet

Such a container
for the plasma within
When will this egg hatch?
What will begin?


gagi     10/20/13

The Spiral Path

The Spiral Path

We are all travelling
on the spiral path
How tight is the curve?
Who wrote the draft?

There is no straight line
There is always a curve
On what scale that is
is hard to observe

On spaceship Earth
we’re spinning thru space
circling the Sun
with beauty and grace

The curve of Earth’s orbit
is only a part
for the Sun too is moving
on the path of an arc

The movement, the mystery
the spiralling stars
all connected thru Oneness
this universe of ours

Now flip it around
and spiral inside
Go inward, go inward
There’s no place to hide

The spiral gets tighter
yet the view’s so immense
in the centre of Oneness
where love’s so intense

Slide down and play
down that spiralling slide
Then expand past Sun’s orbit
thru star space now glide

Breathe and experience
all that we are
Infinite capacity
Each a pulsating star


gagi        10/08/13