From a line of storytellers You understand the power of words You see patterns And endings in beginnings And it scares you to hell
All of mankind has been enthralled Has been bewitched by words 26 letters arranged and rearranged Until you relate to the word t-r-e-e And not to the living entity in front of you Which has it's own unique "essence"
So much of life and living is lost When we start to communicate In symbols, in words, in the abstract We become connected to the alphabet grid And groomed by societal words The younger, the better for compliance
2000 years of Christianity-- A Bible full of words, of stories A pied-piper's flute And the World is not a better place Peace and love exist on a plane Where there are no words
You will forever be left wanting Hungering for love, for peace And that is what our society does It has you looking for treasure This job, that house, this product One pursuit after the other
But you're living in an alternate reality A reality made of words is flexible And shape-shifting It has 26 letters to manipulate To create new ideas and concepts And pronouns
Is there a true north? YES! YES! YES! But words can't take you there That "tree" which is nameless Has an essence you can feel in your heart She can take you there.
Our hearts/souls are imprinted By the essence of so many Yet our minds get lost in their labels My mother is dead not gone I still have her essence in my heart Right here--sooo close
Titles, labels are like shields Protective personas Hiding our real faces But they can't hide hearts From the ones who read hearts With a wordless knowing
As I get older and simpler I don't want to be gaslit By the facade of fake white smiles Like a gateless picket fence And expensive clothes and cars Like useless ornamental shrubbery
Heart to heart, soul to soul There is no distance There is no time There are no words There is no story To describe you, me, us
There is only a knowing A vibration, an energy That is sensed It is Love And it permeates And enlivens everything
But go ahead Hide behind your facade Your safety is a jail Your life is an emotional stew Made out of words To drown you.
barb j beyers 