Saturday, 30 July 2011 at 11:15

Softness!

It is time for a softness, the gentleness of the woman's comfort
grandmothers voice is calling, can you hear her in the winds?

Once Creator, allowed a Hero, a mans world filled with roughness
at that time was needed toughness, we were growing children.

We were trusted to follow, offering prayers, heeding guidance
it did not happen, we became headstrong, and ego filled.

Humankind believed they, were creators, with ideas, and minds
forgetting all they owed, all they were, belonged to the ONE.

Great Mystery, allowed them complete freedom, watching sadly
as fathers do, while their children struggle, with their identity.

Loving them, even when they cursed him, placing blame, accepting none
bloody wars, pain, and hunger, fear, and darkness, only wars thunder.

These children could not, would not, understand, where, was the wrong
how they alone, might make things better, it was so simple.

Forewarned, foretold, so long ago, they have forgotten
changes come, to every season, the Circle turns, for a reason.

Peace, WILL come, it was promised, Great Spirit, never, breaks one
what was taught, in those days will happen, it is, a good thing.

We, no longer need the wars of progress, we need the giving way now
the White Path, has been set before us, come let us, with glad hearts, follow!

Dekanogi Ulogilv