Shape Changer


What Next?
How can I embrace
The unfolding of myself to Myself?
How do I remember and honor the Mystery that I am?
A fearless, creative power explodes in me—
Dreams!  Shapes!  Colors!  Sounds!
Demanding—trust of the Holy Self
Echoes of terror and hopelessness rush in—
Tell Me!  Tell Me!
Where am I trustworthy? Where am I honest?
Where am I beautiful?  Where am I powerful?
Where am I whole?
Shape Changer! Sing!
Hum into the new life!
Shape Changer! Listen!
Hear the Spirits in the winds of change
Shape Changer! Weep!
Moisten the fountains of ancient memory
Shape Changer!  Dance!
Move to the rhythms of your Mythic Soul!
Dee Pye
pg.139 Ely, Howard: Editor. Best Poems of the 90’s.
National Library of Poetry, 1996. Print. Owings Mills, MD

Dream Gnosis

Sulamith Wulfing – Child with Owl and Fairies

There is an Invisible Door on the Back of the Moon

Where Echoes of  my Soul
Call Me to Enter
A Fount of Knowing.
Faltering Voices in the Mystery
Hesitant, Broken, Persevering.
Bearing Secrets from the Resting Dead
Skulls are Singing
Their Poetry, Songs and Stories
Awaiting Retrieval
Since your Dream Visit.
Breath taken away,
Bearing the Feelings,
To Fathom,
To Love,
To Bring New Understanding.
In Loving Memory
Karin Elizabeth Pye Schrock