Walking through the nature of my heart’s songline

Poetry is the harmony of nature.  When you are in tune you can recalibrate and sense a higher knowledge.  I produced a video of this poem and underneath are the words.  This is what inspiration sent.

Walking through the nature of my heart’s songline

I sit in stillness

To hear nature speak

The river sparkles,

A moving body,

A moving line,

Snaking its way,

As gravity never fails,

To guide all rivers to the sea.

 

I contemplate oneness,

For nature was here before me,

It speaks in languages untranslated,

The sun shines as I write these words

But you cannot feel the warmth,

As I soak in vitamin D which is healthy,

Nature supports my every need,

If only we could break the strangle hold of greed,

Where the seed is genetically modified from the root,

Of life force energy,

That flows in one direction,

Around the rock of ages,

To wear down what is transitory,

For only sustainability replenishes, regenerates, reintegrates life,

Without interference with natures blueprint.

 

The people walk past and seek to commune with a hidden connection,

For the human commune was to live together in harmony in natures selection,

Humanity’s kibbutz was to learn peaceful coexistence of the simple life,

Seeking community in the desert of our ignorance,

For together we will thrive-apart in arrogance,

To dance or stand watching,

Separated and frightened is when we lose the root of truth,

And this is the trunk unable to branch out in diversity,

As adaptability, functionality and sustainability are the three horseman,

Each one interchangeable in response to climates of change,

For change is inevitable when feedback loops are disconnected,

When homeostasis is altered, shifted, rearranged,

Nature recognises the confusion of humanity’s pollution,

For we have not cleaned up our mess,

Self-responsibility is the missing link as we follow the crowd without looking,

Yet this is the hour we recognise our real dependency,

Is not in economic machinations but natural oscillations,

As we are not birthed by economy we are ecology birthing economy,

That is not a unit cost accounted but a living entity experiencing,

Fundamentally interacting as life yet remote viewers,

For we were taught to depend on seasonally adjusted GDP rather than seasons in perpetuity,

The food bank is bursting,

The levies cannot withhold deposits of alluvial gold,

We depend on iPhones for weather updates rather than rainmakers harmonising with creations mandate,

As intellectual knowledge by degree replaces wisdom keepers of high frequency,

Material wealth replaces spiritual insight as the blight in the eye,

For until we take the log out of our own eye we cannot blame another,

For the family depends on money not love as vital connections break down,

The web becomes a drift net as many aimlessly surf,

Working to survive replaces natural spontaneity as freedom’s song,

We no longer belong as identity fixates on what is missing,

Trying to fix the missing link that cannot jump to a new site,

For a cyber web directs the flow of traffic to maximise profits,

The prophets maximise happiness to return to natural flows of abundance,

As there is nothing to do but be,

There is nothing to say as silence speaks,

For our true nature is inner peace that translates into outer peace,

For one is the mirror of the other,

And what we see in our world is our own projection,

When you know that nothing is true,

Yet what is true feels good,

As truth was never a concept to be argued for but a precept to be practiced,

For only the truth sets you free to be,

Who you really are.