Sun Rise

The sun ‘gon come up this morning. You may or may not rise with it. It’ll touch our soul somewhere, never the less. Always the more. Rays of abundance trekking across the globe. Joules of energy ‘cross the planet.

This night the world prays to Shiva. Some for a few hours, some from dusk ‘til dawn. Thank you Shiva. For all you do, all you have done.

Remove and Replenish.

Seasons cyclical, life’s wheel spins ‘round.

4 Directions, medicine wheels, Red, White, Black, Yellow. Brothers and sisters removed yesterday. Moved in defiance. This land is ours, this land belongs to our ancestors ancestors, and we will protect it.

The sun ‘gon come up this morning. You may or may not rise with it. It’ll touch our soul somewhere, always the more. Rays of abundance trekking across the globe. Joules of energy ‘cross the planet.

This night the world was light and dark. In between were stirrings and murmurs of what was to Be. The moon is more than a reflection. For those who don’t believe, we direct them to the tides.

Days cyclical, life’s wheel spins round.

4 directions, each a variation of One essence.

Before birth there was darkness, and what before then?

Sat with the sun as it rose. Thought, today I will love. Because what I do know: what manifests in the dark will come to light.

Pray for guidance ‘mongst these 4 directions.

Pray I serve well in universal order.

Om Shakti.

Om Ashe.