I painted this a multicolored cloth for you…listen.
Listen.
Surrender to the rhythms in rhapsody
in the dance of their whispered symphony
Dance in spiraling circles
our multicolored toes in sand
step and groove in Divine purpose
heads bowed, joined hand in hand
Listen. As the ocean sings
their wind song in crashing waves
and let Oya’s croon carry the tunes of messages received, then relayed.
Hush. Experience the Massive Hush
feel the rush
when the silence amplifies back then
it sings a silent song of their blood on the wind
Ajalaiye, Ajalorun
they modulate from deep within.
We
are their soundtrack of Olodumare’s Opus
So dance to their Whispered Symphony
Trust the conductor
free yourself of lies that this is hocus pocus
who composed this song
in both blessing and destruction?
open…to divine instruction
Remember.
400+ years of Jesus named boats
The real saviors crucified
for me they died, sacrilegiously afloat
atop Osuns of Yemoja’s tears
and Olokun’s deep wealth of hope
for those who were always here
close your eyes, see them so clear
paving our path
through sick blankets and trails of tears
and those who jumped to him
choosing transition over the holocaust
they saw so clear
Our annihilated masses are “dead and gone?” hardly.
Egungun. Power of the bones. Our Army
Just waiting for you to call them
now the globe is tipping…begging their/our pardon
So pour whiskey to the ground and break out the cigars
and dance…to their whispered symphony
remember the rhythm of chain ridden ankles
cuffs and fishnets to replace sacred bangles
manifesting YOU through collars that strangle
unspeakable pain through faith, ever aware of Divine Angles
geniuses enslaved to unmarked graves
from the recently dearly departed
to the ones you know not by name
Dance in the knowing we can’t repay
all they gave
and it wont be in vain
they endured all but their spirits detained
we stand proud today
reincarnated DNA
So dance in the knowing…
that through us THEY are saved.
Encore between realms
church, mosque, or ile
in the dance of their Whispered Symphony
in this moment, our beliefs may differ
lets still let our eyelids flutter then flicker
in praise
to the same Jehovah Jireh, Allah, Olodumare
feel the mojo of collective energies raised
forming our eternal band
lets dance to their Whispered Symphony
multicolored toes in the sand.
Full Moon in Pisces
2022.9.8
