The Grandmothers Share

Inspired by friends who gave a slide show of their trek thru Kenya…
 
The Grandmothers Share
the grandmothers share
it’s in their hearts what they bare
the holders of wisdom
with great love for the children
more children than grandmothers
it is always the way
and the grandmothers’ love
guards the children’s gateway
a gateway to life
anchored in love
a doorway to opportunities
and the potential thereof
the grandmothers know
the risk of distortions
and guard the children
from unmanageable proportions
each child a gift
from the purest of light
each life with potential
to see with this sight
cherish the oneness
of the generational bond
grandmothers united
so all children can belong

gagi     04/01, 02 & 03/16

The Feminine Form

The Feminine Form
in the midst of a dream and a conversation stream
came the words in its discussion…”the feminine form””
and something was so disturbing it woke me up
a new perception, a new reality born
it no longer applies, that “feminine form”
we are no longer to be labelled M or F as when we were born
something is emerging that prevents such separation
for truly we are all of a mixed persuasion
aspects of both the masculine and feminine
present and more obvious as we entered this millennium
strengthening our sensitivity, enabling our potentials
the unblocking of our limitations to do the work that is essential
freedom of expression from every unique form
wanting to share perspectives and not wanting to conform
specializing in an aspect of the creations we are building
maintaining our enjoyment of this unifying guilding
precious are the moments of this new confirmation
a new recognition/definition of who we are becoming
separation cannot be as we continue to be freed
free to explore the more and expand by our undoning
labelling undone, wholeness expressed
the need to value our unified selves now totally expressed
unleashing of potentials away from the “i can’t do”
the feminine form’s replacement, the unified sex imbued

gagi   11/28/15

*undoning” …a past tense form of undoing

Please Come

Please Come

please come she called
a desperate plea from the darkness of night
yes, yes, i answered
knowing she must share her plight

how can it be? a desperate plea
when will humanity recognize that we
we are the source of our suffering
why must we continue this way?

there was nothing left
her husband dead, her home destroyed
her children starving
no way to be employed

the area toxic
the fields lay barren
a scarred landscape
no one caring?

how can it be?
others have wealth
our plight is now
and our very health

now dependent on the decisions of others
come, come now, hear the mothers
a desperate plea, you must hear me
are we to be sacrificed to war?

she has touched my heart
and a reminder came
written on a vehicle it said
“let the people lead and the leaders will follow”

we have heard her voice
know we have a choice
not to turn away, speak up and say
we are here to help you survive

we love you and are here at your side
we will not abandon you or hide
from the truth of who we all are

we will come
a crusade initiated by the women
we have shared your suffering
and this suffering must end!

simple acts of love
a gathering of the wisdoms
massive support
influencing decisions

let us lead and answer the call
a time for peace and goodwill to all
we must change our ways
and protect the mainstays

women who have birthed new life
so much more than a sister or wife
they have fought for the rights of others
and they have paid the price
and have no more to give
but a question


gagi        10/21/15