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Sacred Ceremonies
Uncertainly lies in the peripheral
Hidden deep by years of half truths
Sweet sister surrender
Let me fall
Ghastly low life memories
Hardened by time
Sweet sister surrender
Follow me down
Lurking conversations
With No business being here
Sweet sister surrender
Soften the landing
Grooves etched deep
Support the loop of repeat
Sweet sister surrender
Weep with me now
One rose bud dismantled
Permission to heal
Sweet sister surrender
Breath with me now
Love, Sybil
I bow to the Full Moon
And so I pray
And so I rest
Down into the earth
As Angels guard
Emotions battle
Then unite
Stories unravel
Then reveal
The back of me my shell
The belly of me softening
One Love dances above
Healing flows below
The voice I hear
The voice I must speak aloud
And so I pray
And so I rest
Love, Sybil
The Sky’s canvas is water
Trees detailed in reality
Blurred in reflection
White disguised blue by shadows
White breasted beauty by sunlight
Is it what I see?
Or make of this metaphor
Perspectives blur as Truth becomes more relative
Foreground and background
Reality or illusion
My God my insides stir
Awakened by life itself
My lord this day is blessing itself
Love, Sybil
Today I stand rooted
I gather myself
I look around myself
I see upon nature’s splendor
Cycles of life
Today I stand beautiful
I collect myself
I feel every detail
I know nature’s wisdom
Each season my teacher
Today I stand ready
Reaching my limbs to the sky
Digging my toes into the earth
Sun shining in pools of gratitude
In my own eyes
Together as one nature and I
We give our thanks
We humbly bow
And greet each people
And welcome every word
Prayers and bridges
Rivers and trees
My life is yours
Love, Sybil
Blessed Sister
Look out on the water
Break open one more time
For me because I may not be ready
Blessed Sister
Hear the call of our divinity
Hold me warmly to your chest
Carry me with you as you soar
Blessed Sister we are of one accord.
Prayer, Mantra, Silence & My Love
Love, Sybil
Take me now
To feel this holiness
This satiated stillness
Absolve me now
To see this reverence
This nature’s way
Release me now
To sanctify this simplicity
This eternal Grace
Slay me now
To forgive the path that strives
To be anything but this
Amen
Love, Sybil
Below the surface a repression and malaise suffocating and decomposing
Out beyond the landscape a desperate and lonely need to know why here why now and for what purpose
My beautiful loon glides the surface
Serene melding the elements
Muddy lake bed and sky of the great unknown
Sound your call loon
Echo this beauty of self regulation
Audible, palpable, visceral healing of all anxieties and depressions