If I had known what it would cost I wouldn’t have tried to cut myself up so much Wouldn’t have molded myself into the American dream Looked down at my grandmother’s footprint instead Formed and deformed A part of me I should have held on tighter To her Dream
Spent years growing up In a dilema, holding a cup Of tea, Which i shared with a man Sitting next to me Endless words to let out But busy as i scout My soul, as she lives inside Gods gifts, my pride Like horcruxes reside No! Not from sins But from wins of He The gaze locks on the rays Tempts me to find ways To my heart; where my old lady Scolds me being lazy I smile! memories brought back As today I walk on this track You! If you could hear me too I am a mother now! Mother of two
I may not be able to feel how a women feels when she becomes a mother. But maybe at some point she thinks the same way remembering her own.
Mama Kamuma dances the old dance steps She dances the dance of the ancestor gods and beneath her the Earth's drum beat a rumble of mountains and rocks the force of rivers, mudslides, and avalanches Kamuma dances the Earth Mother dance Kamuma dances the Earth alive
Previously published in A Deep, Blue Dreaming (Magick Boy's Lost Episodes); poems by -Richard J. Treitner; Shivastan Publishing.
I did a little research work And you know I'm glad to say I found out about my history On ancestry.ca I typed my name and there it was A family tree of sorts With leaves appearing eveywhere My family and their warts There were places on the listing That I had never been And the names of the all the people Well, most....I'd never seen My grandad married seven times My nanny married four My mum was not my mother And my dad...was out the door The leaves kept showing up there Beside each and every name I sat there for eight hours I was really glad I came England, Scotland, Middle East Nevada and Wales Too! It seemed that all my family Moved when the rent was due I had cousins in Zimbabwe I had cousins in Peru They were scattered all through Italy There were some in China too. I learned things that I never knew Tales of family and their kids I learned of all their countries And of all the things they did Four hundred names in all I saw And each name had a leaf I didn't know we were that big It was truly beyond belief The pictures too were something else People, places now long gone There were photos too of Mexico And my dear old Uncle Juan Tomorrow, though I will sit down And I'll do this all again But this time I will make **** sure That I don't forget the "n".
Once upon a time, a long time ago, there were people who believed in laughter, joy and love. They believed in many deities, but the most important to them was their Great Mother Goddess. They believed in and lived with the powers of Nature. They reveled in the Wind, the Rain, the Snow and the Sunlight. They marveled at and revered the changing of the seasons and saw therein great excitement and wisdom to be gained. They knew that if they tended, cared for and loved the Earth, in return She would provide for, care for and love them. They saw that all around them the world was filled with Life, much as their own but in many different and wonderful forms. They felt the life of the flowers, plants and trees and respected them for that life essence. They looked about and observed all the many types of animals and saw that they were kindred to them and loved them. They felt and observed the great Love of the Goddess all about them and knew kinship with the Moon. They were practioners of The Old Religion, worshipers of The Great Mother!
Something I am reposting - I found it on the web. It is important to me. =)