Monday, July 11, 2011


You call me.

tribal voice within
quieter than breath
awakening my essence

You coax me.

song i can't resist
luring me
with whistles on the wind

You envelop me.

beauty to behold
entwining melodies
embroidery within my soul

Is this the muse?
This tribal voice?
This heartfelt cry?
This whispering force?

With open face and open heart
I hear, I taste, I feel.
Vibrations of creation
No longer can lie still.

Humbly I acquiesce
Spirit's imprinted symphony.
Rhythmic ancestral echo
Tunes every cell in harmony.

Beckoning I surrender
With honor and a dance.
My heart glides in joyful unison
The triumphant shout of "YES!"

april, 2007

In my true believer days, the word "muse" was a dirty that opened the mind to devil spirit possession. We were not to follow our heart because the heart was deceptive above all else and exceedingly corrupt. Intuition was stunted, creativity stifled.

It may seem a small thing to some people, but for me to utilize the word "muse" was a big step toward freedom. Freedom...what an elusive many definitions, so many interpretations.


Paul Sunstone said...

You have a wonderful mastery of word.

... Zoe ~ said...

Ah yes, the old Jeremiah verse. Desperately wicked. Who can know it?

How many children did I teach that verse too? How many times when I spoke it or listened to their memory verses did I feel like a tuning fork that was not resonating/vibrating as it should. You look into the eyes and teach children their hearts are desperately wicked? (I just stopped to take a very deep breath. Geesh. How tired I am).

Thanks so much for pointing me here. I just haven't been getting around to all the blogs in my blogroll of late and I'll bookmark this one so I can return to read some more. :-) I've always connected to your writing.

oneperson said...

Thank you Paul...and the same back at you. Life is an awesome discovery.

Thanks Zoe. I hear you on the teachings to so many children. I confess I mostly avoided that verse though...but not the concept. "Follow the Word, not your heart."

I hear you on the blogs too. There are so many that I'd love to read and feature and comment on. I too connect with your words. Maybe someday I'll get up north and we can share face to face...the other I'd like to do with all the good folks I've met online.