I Am Consciousness Itself

 

THE TELL

                             An Evolution Through Time
                                       © C. S. Roberts 2010

When it's you who does the Tell,
Speak of those who made the way;

of all the ones who watched and taught

the ones by whom all things were wrought.
When it’s your turn to do the Tell-
explain it all, explain it well.
When you make the stories live,
Remember those with much to give;
Who gave all and then gave more,
The ones for whom the Tell is for.

Go way back to memories dim
When she was She and he was Him,
Back to when the world was new
When volcanoes roared and  wind did too
Before the animals before the grass
before these things had come to pass…
a cell now forms in waters blue
divides and grows till it’s something new
something not seen here before,

something which the earth is for.

 

Center yourself and connect to earth

breath the air which from your birth

with all before you shared and grew

Come with me now to when all was new.

Open your mind, set it free

to become you with them and them with thee

All complete, now join with me.

Go back through your memories

Ancient, arcane

Into yourself before remembering.

 

Back to your Ancestors,

Now go back some more

to find out the truth of what the Tell is for.

Cellular memories call us back deep

Back to the “Power Mind” which now wakes from  sleep.

We blend with the Old Ones

we go back to “The Void” to find how we left it

to find to see what is stored.

A profound sense of reverence your past holds for you

who come back to visit when all was quite new.

 

Allow this communion of understanding to pass

through you and to inform you of your human-ness.

A reunion of humanity with its heritage, its past

calls you to remember and reconnect at last.

Remember, remember, the taste and the feel

of primordial forest make it once again real.

'Dawning of Life' now call to your mind

from the salty sea waters that nurtured mankind.

Remember your cells division and growth

we carry this in us, you and me both.

 

These cells from within, now form in waters blue
they divide and grow till they become something new.
This motion has purpose, pulsing with life

We are moving and changing, our potential is rife!

These soft pulses convert both form and shape

define them and strengthen them a design to remake.

This divergence has meaning, direction and line

their purpose is creation, their creation sublime.

Again the division, the divergence and now pain

as with your new lungs you have changed once again.

 

You are now a new creature in a new living space,

you burrow for safety to escape the foot race.

You smell the rich loam, verdant plants are your fare

you hide from the others down deep in your lair.

Because you're evolving and changing again

know now the security of strong supple limbs

That carry you safely over chasm and gorge

you are a new life form

straight from the earth's forge.

The climate is changing; it’s time to move on

 

Divergence is calling as something feels wrong.

The world's heat is fiercer; drought makes you decide

to search high and low for a place to abide

and in your search, you find that the sea

holds riches of food for all of your needs.

To rejoin your beginning from some missing link,

Long lost to the sea, as fast as a blink, your quintessence

Changes, becomes longer and sleek.

You glide through the water as quick as a wink.

As genetics take action, change fur into scales

 

and breath comes from gills that allow you to sail

below the surface, under the sea

You no longer walk, you swim and are free.

You say goodbye to cousins that stay on the land

You live again in the water and not on the sand.

The water world keeps you for only a while

then some force calls you go that next mile.

Divergence now pulls you back to the land

and once more you change though you don’t understand

Just where you’re going nor how far you’ve been but

evolving’s a must from without and within.

Your lungs are back to give life to your form

You now walk upright and wear skins to keep warm.

You give milk from your body to nourish your child

You hunt others for food much like when you were wild.

Your fore legs now hold and carry your things,

Tools that you’ve made, arrows and slings.

You now marvel at sights from your new point of view

Places to travel, things to charm you.

You recognize beauty, you recognize food,

 

you know that cool water can make you feel good.

You now can spot places to lie down and rest

Places of safety that seem to be best.

Your brain is now changing from memories that guide

You now can solve problems, find places to hide.

You learn and create, you build and connect

And soon you’ve a family with love and respect.

There’s safety in numbers and work now is shared.

The tribe is now growing with the children it bears.

You now look to leaders to guide and correct

 

You follow the Shaman and give him respect

As he draws symbols with smoke in the air

To call in the spirits ask them to come there.

You scarcely now breath as the ages are joined

And Ancestors secure you from battles that harm.

Things that cause illness, disaster and death

Things from the Spirits that strike quick as breath.  

Your fear and amazement are sated again

when the Medicine Woman joins force with him.

She’s an agent of Spirit and knows what to do

 

To save all from illness and your animals too.

Those two know the Spirits and what they demand

The rituals and prayers, they keep close to hand.

The Holy Ones guide you and teach you the way

To placate the Spirits so you have a good day.

The gift of fire has been given to Man

you’ll soon learn to use what you can’t understand

You find that it warms the places you stay

And the light from the flames keeps the darkness away.

It cleans the unwanted, it purges the land

 

To make way and make room for the essence of man.

you are learning the names of all around you

As you learn what to call them, you learn what to do

To use them to help and nourish the clan

To uplift the people and all understand

That respect for the Spirits and Holy Ones too

Will guide and uphold you

And help you get through

The hardest to things that may happen to you.

We have seen quite enough it’s time to move on

 

The weather is fickle; the warmth now is gone.

Watch for the changes as we move through the years

We See bigger oceans, we feel different fears

We may notice caves that the ancestors knew

We look ‘cross the chasm that separates you

From those Ancient Ones from whence you came

You live a new existence, you live a new game

You see the kaleidoscope of change in the land

As you move through transition you now understand

 

That the lights in the heavens are the fires in the night

Of the Ancients who guide you and keep everything right

They shine down each evening from up in the sky

To show the way to the unborn  who hover nearby.

As you grow and evolve you learn so much more,

these are stars that you see, not campfires from before

You learn about villages that now shelter the folk

The people build houses from cedar and oak.

You buy and trade but still live off the land

And all of the people give each other a hand.

 

Each one has a talent, their own set of chores

to keep the town working as the clans did before.

We stop for a moment at the village Withae (say with-ay)

The medicine woman who has much to say.

She is connected to knowledge arcane

She speaks with the Gods and then she explains

She tells the village the plants that will heal

she makes sure the animals that will make a good meal

are there when they’re needed because she can feel

energies of Nature that to her are so real

She who helps with birth and death

And remembers the prayers that serve the folk best

She who’s all knowing, all seeing most feared

She helps honor the Old Ones, those most revered

A new cult is coming, taking over the land

It wants you to change and you don’t understand

Their piety is choaking life from all things

All you revered is crushed now by kings

All that was Sacred, Free, Holy and Wild

is now taken from you like you were a child.

 

Everything that you worshiped is now wrong and corrupt

Your faith is so shaken; the change is abrupt.

You go to the Withae to ask what to do

You all are bereft by this dogma, this thing they call new

Relax says the Withae, there’s nothing to dread.

We shall worship in darkness, whilst they’re all in bed

The Groves are all hidden and we’ll hold to our truth

The Goddess will guide us just as in our youth.

And true to Her word you find what you need

And in your exile, you plant a strong seed.

 

Now you worship in secret, hidden by night

She leads the Rituals that must stay out of sight.

For the new religion wants to stamp out the Old

Malign and destroy make their new ideas bold

They do it by stealth, they do it with lies

They tear down, destroy, and criticize

They threaten, they scare, they promise long life

If the Old Way just  back off and give them no strife

The new build their churches where Sacred groves stood

They force us to worship as they think we should

 

On certain days and at certain hours,

They hide sacred knowledge away inside of their towers

These are places of greed and control

Places the usurpers grow roots and take hold

These are the ones who want our Sacred sites gone

The ones who want all, our submission, our songs.

At the behest of the leaders, the ones that we trust

We bend the knee because it’s a must

We have lost too many who stood up to fight

The time will arrive when we can stand in the light

 

What they do not know, and must never learn

Is that deep in the darkness our fires still burn

Here is the thing that they’ll never know,

we can adapt and so we all go

to new Sacred Groves, we visit at night

We keep them a secret so we don’t have to fight

With this new God of theirs they say is kind

But then he will kill you if you step out of line.

So we do what we must to look “Good” to them

Our Faith is alive so there’s  no requiem   

 

 

 

 

 

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