My friend Mark made a wonderful road trip, hike, and spiritual journey recently and took a gagillion pictures. Maybe three gagillion pictures. Really, awesome. So, I being the kinda gal I am, I stole a few of those pics, (yes, I did) and decided with kinda sorta permission from him to write some poetry in relationship to them.
Remember, I make this stuff up in the moment and it might not do justice to the wonder and depth of his magical journey. And… they invoked feelings and stories for me. Like when you see a piece of art and tho’ you have no idea the intention of the artist, you are pulled in to some intimacy and story about it that moves you in some way or another.
The land that Mark traveled has that ancient alien landscape, or so it seems to me living in the lushness of the Midwest, that provokes a shiver of long ago, lifetimes ago, otherworldly living that whispers memories of another place and land I lived on with others.
Alice channeled this vision quest
Sent me to this desert rabbit hole
Chasing the wind and Sun
On this terra cotta landscape
of hard memories buried deep
Chiseled in Earth stone caverns
Eroded deep by rivers rapid hunger
Glacial art for some wondering ologist
And me at this portal heart racing
No St Peter at this gateway
Entrance is guaranteed when ready
In the sea beyond stone and sky
This invitation to step through
Shivers the Kundalini heat
From molten lava to Heaven
Wonderland has it’s token
To lay down the body temple
At the other side in the beyond the Dream
For the new reality to a Love fest
In the everlasting quest for Being.
YOu chased the Wind and Sun
To this far enough place of heaven on earth
You only have to follow the rabbit
into the terra cotta portal of dreams
Alice is waiting on the other side