letting go, nature

Quilaztli

in tonān in cihuācōātl in quilāztli  (our mother, Cihuacoatl, Quilaztli)

You promise us emerald and jade, but do those precious stones
truly endure? Only the divine song, drifting down from Omeyocan,
outlasts human life and earthly age. All else is but a dream, dear brother.”-Malinalxochitl to Huitziltzin in Feathered Serpent, Dark Heart of Sky: Myths of Mexico, by David Bowles

 

Quilaztli

by Carmen H Gray

Eagle Woman

Beckoned me in the desert

She called, “walk with me”

In day and night

We traveled

Beneath the sun and the moon

I heard the songs of people

Illuminated in the caverns

Of an earthen womb

I am Solar Strength,

Woman Spirit

Curandera of Great Magic

Snake Woman

The Left Behind Tragic

She whispered to me

As she opened her Great Wings

And took to the sky

Leaving me brighter

My hands feeling lighter

Upon waking from that dream

 

 

hope, living, nature

Trees

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Trees

by Carmen H Gray


A place to sit

A spot to rest

To climb

To nest

Your canopy

Inspires me

To be like you

To transmute

The residue

Into something essential

Your ancient knowledge

Speaks to me

You watch the things

That live and be

In non-judgment

The wars

The violence

The shouts

Amid the startling silence

All the players

Will act their piece

While in the forest

Stand steadfast trees

hope, letting go, living, nature

Billows

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by Carmen H Gray

Today I looked up and saw

Ribbons of white summoning my eyes

They reminded me how the time is now

My hot breath the engine

Forming billows of momentary exhaust

In my own expansive sky

For the ants beneath my feet

Today I caught that second when

His eyes met with yours

I saw the electricity flowing

Like those captivating contrails

Saturation Vapor Pressure

Over Ice

A mixture of luck and presence

And gratitude for being here in this now

 

hope, living, nature

Six Ray Sunrise

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Six Ray Sunrise

by Carmen H Gray 

 

I don’t believe in accidental incidents

That bright ladybug I saw the day after he died

Those hundreds of monarchs suspending me

Upending me when I needed a sign to hang on

The tower card pulled by my oldest

Upon her leaving, saying gently to me

Mama, look to the voyaging river in the background

Not the crumbling tower of yesterday

The Violet Ray I see when I close my eyes

And summon truth or rather when Truth summons me

The last day of this year of profound unity

When I look at the sky

And Six Rays look back at me

 

 

 

 

 

hope, letting go, nature

Wings

Wings

by Carmen H Gray

I traveled into the black hole

I was warned I’d be spaghettified

Maybe I have been

My heart was stretched

My thoughts were ripped apart

And all things were upended

They said “you won’t make it back”

Fare thee well

“You will be dead to me” I heard

But death begets a new life

For inside a chrysalis

A being dissolves

Unrecognizable

Spaghettified, one might say

I don’t think I made it back

To where I was

The world is not as it was before

Within the limitless chaos

There is order in the unexpected

Hope IS the thing with feathers

Like Emily writes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

letting go, nature

Me, Too

Me, Too

by Carmen H Gray

My great grandmother somehow had to make a living

After her husband died and she had children to feed

She was quite exquisite

Even as she washed wealthy people’s clothes

And took on other unsavory tasks

Like all women have done

Like all powerless people do

Do not think you are above it

The Me, Too’s

Or that you would have done anything differently

This land was built by Me, Too’s

Your house was cleaned by Me, Too’s

Your children have been nursed by Me, Too’s

Our history is wrought with Me, Too’s

Shut your gaping mouth

At the false display of surprise

Me, Too’s are unearthing a truth

Held sickly sweet inside

Rooted in depths of darkness

Time to birth it

The water breaks

The earth quakes

The fires blaze

As we raise

From the long forgotten past

The Me, Too’s

Me and You

 

 

 

 

hope, living, nature

All That Is

All That Is

by Carmen H Gray

When you were a tiny baby

And bad things happened to good people

My heart ached

I closed my eyes and prayed to whomever

And your soft face was conjured in my mind

It gave me unadulterated peace

Separateness is an illusion

Even the photons know this

Whispering to our future selves

Planting seeds in our faraway past

So that we can arrive together

Outside of time and space

Remembering who we are again

 

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Dreamers

Dreamers

By Carmen H Gray

“Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.”-Langston Hughes

I cannot stop thinking

About Leon, aptly named thus

For he was proud as a lion

And fierce, too

Or Daisy or Rosa, both like flowers

With minds blossoming into perfection

I cannot stop thinking of how they came back to me

Years later

As teenagers and humbly asked me

“Maestra, will you vouch for me?”

I helped grow those beautiful souls

They are part of me and I am part of them

Some of them are going to be scientists

Or already are

And have discovered how ill we are

That we did not know what fortune fell upon us

When they came to us

As Dreamers

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

nature

beautiful

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“Not knowing when the Dawn will come,
I open every Door”-Emily Dickinson

beautiful

by Carmen H Gray

Have I ever told you

That your curls are currents of cordial light?

Or that your eyes are the stars themselves captured

From an abundantly dark sky night?

Your smile has sent a comforting diversion

To many a friend in need

The sweetest bow shaped lips give way

To processions to yet proceed

And still, the greatest allure lies

Beyond these fair favors

Gifted to you by heaven itself

Beautiful you, creations and creators