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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