sound of ancient flutes

Composed by our resident poet Calen Rayne, this powerful poem-prayer is a gift to hold us up during these tempestuous days.

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we are in times of distress
thinking of hometowns
as moonlight etches water’s curves
swallows departing
silence of untouched waters
moment by moment
winds and waves will follow flow
now there’s nothing else
longing and finding no road
waves keep on coming
in the morning still raining
curtains in the wind
each day now further away
no way to return
ancient graves under water
long to return home
downpour, downpour, my tears drop
now drenching my clothes
 
rinsed by these flowing waters
walk to source of stream
we flow from great beyond
we come together
as clear sounds of ancient flutes
voice songs into sky
heaven and earth merge again
rains suddenly still
souls immersed in paradox
create new patterns
traces of transformation
emerge from silence
nourished by a mystery
 
© Calen Rayne  2017