How to sing without words?
Much less to write the song in my heart…
Who will witness what cannot be expressed from this life?
Though the rivers run deep one can only hear trickles on the surface, if they care enough to put an ear to the ground, sensing it’s pulse.
How am I to bring this submerged, moving iceberg to the surface?
How can I give you fresh water from the melt?
Why is my heart continually silent in its renewing?
How can I build a bridge back into song?
One day my spring will come.
The birds will sing through me, and I through them, and my alignment will feel total.
For now I lay in the wet and dry soil, hidden, covered and fully in the process of my own death and rebirth, without the hint of the future.
Without the want for any hint of the future. Be it as it may. I have died many times and this time let me come back as my own surprise.
Fiesta Estrellas 
Kudos on your attitude of acceptance and wisdom to let the process unfold.
Maybe a part of me enjoys being underground and just wants to remain there until I’ve extracted as much as I need. For who knows how long? Thank you, Brad, for being part of my process! 💖
Underground always speaks, to me, of soul. It is where our truth lies buried until we’re willing to sink down and uncover the ‘who’ of who we are when we’re not out here, above ground being everything we think we should be and little of who we truly are.
Your poem is so exquisite Ka Malana. Thank you.
Thank you so much, Louise! So well said! It feels the same for me: soul
For now, I lay in the wet and dry soil, hidden, covered, and fully in the process of my own death and rebirth, without the hint of the future.
Without the want for any hint of the future. Be it as it may. I have died many times and this time let me come back as my own surprise.
I am absolutely thrilled to read these lines – I have been fascinated in similar ways of exploring our many rebirths of this lifetime as we let our old selves die. We stay underground, grow strong roots of our being, feel through the freedom and alignment, become one and welcome the unknown p oh the courage, the joy waiting to be discovered is phenomenal! Absolutely loved your post, each line, and the title too!
I think of the cicadas making their 13 year journey above ground this year! Wow!
Thank you so very much, my friend. Your voice added here thrills me!
You are very welcome 💛💛
Amazing, Ka. I was especially entranced by the last two lines where it all comes together so beautifully. You got an “oooh” out of me on this one. 😀
I’m so very pleased 😃 to hear 👂 this!! Thank you my very talented friend! I so appreciate knowing this!
In acceptance we see clarity.. as we become one within the flow of nature… Resistance often leads to persistence.. Spring renews replenishes and revives.. I feel all our spirits right now are in need of sustenance and nourishment..
Good to log back into the blogging world Ka… Sending huge hugs to you and your family.. Love and well wishes your way ❤
Yes acceptance is like a miraculous elixir when we can dissolve inside of it, the clarity emerges and we can begin to see the exact moment and state we are in, willingly and with compassion, too. Yes 🙌🏻 all the world can use and May it please have the sustenance and nourishment I am wishing to offer through my experience! Love seeing you my friend! Thank you for your visit! Many well and happy wishes your way!! ⭐️