johanna’s blog

A Time For Love

History shows our darkest hours

When we’re allowed to learn

And Love can show the brightest day

When hearts allow the yearn

A new dawn rising won’t erase

 the years spent learning hate

To kill the ones who “cause it all”

And blame, it has no mate

And whose to blame for religion’s bind

That rips families apart

The thinking of a human when

The sacred looses heart

Where once a shading ancient grove

Stood showing natures love

We now have parking lots and stores

Where greed and hunger shoves

How to address the Christian right

Or Muslims who know more

The black clad haters of our flag

Whose love, a woman holds

The womb of creativity

Is a playground for our Lord

With words not carelessly said aloud

But more, some time for now

For from this womb of

 infinite whole

A new universe is born

An aching people suffering

As chaos blows its horn

There are still the ones

who think it right

To kill and destroy love

The human heart, a sacred art

To love from now to now

Yet if our brother thinks its true

That Armageddon comes

And starts to host the holy war

Pretending this is LOVE

Then all we see is misery,

 those hearts who grow to hate

The ones who’s life eternally

Is laid at heavens gate

Yet if we studied “his”tory

And it were told by “her”

We might see something differently

And this may cause a stir…

The ancient scriptures,

Holiness, has never been a blurr

And words from thousands thousands past

Can still clearly be heard

It says and says within our reach

Is heaven waiting now…

The “nature” of our consciousness

Is always showing how

Cause if your skin is black or brown

A Muslim, or a Jew

 the people who love natures call

Are still in love with you

Angelic breath within the spine

Loves breathing actions grow

Removing sin, a web within

We clean our spinal flow

The ancient one’s prana would become

The nature we see here

And we here now, returning to how

Love’s ancient cultures will show

The Christian right

may show their might

And call a Holy God

But nature in her innocence

Won’t let this horse be shod

The nature of the landscape’s life

The place we grow our food

Was given to the holy ones

Whose nature they imbued

With love and gentle kindness

Souls, who wouldn’t hurt a fly

For knowing that the fly is one

With wind and god and sky

The yogis called our Jesus “nath”

A Lord of lords, they say

And so the ancient heroes go:

“Compassion is the way…”

So in this deep confusing war

Where people shout out “DEMON!”

When boys and girls are throwing stones

And sending bombs to kill them

Please know the ancient natural place

Beneath that ancient grove

Is sending now the little shoots

Who through the pavement grow

The subtle energies of life

Are prana, holy, still…

It doesn’t matter how you think:

The water runs downhill….

So when you find yourself alone

And family far away

Because you found a greater truth

And bombing seems okay…

Its time to sit

Beneath a TREE and ask yourself to know

What might our consciousness be asking

If trees still with us, grow

They grow despite the fact that we

As Moslems, Jews and Nudists

Are not always quite ready to see

That Jesus was a Buddhist

That trees we kill, quite randomly

We do not give them voice

We play, we cut, we change around

These ways our god gives choice

And if the nature of this place

A planet very small

Is going to Armageddon drop

And everyone will fall

But wait the only holy ones…

Those who kill the Muslims first

Are going to be here happily

When Jesus from Mexico, bursts

And wait, the mothers of those babes

Who died on abortions table

These sacred sacrifices go

To feed the Christian fable

A fable blaming all of those

With devils in their sighs

Who are marked by deeds and blasphemies

That shut compassions eyes…

Yet love is what their master taught

And geez, who listens now?

And oil sucked from our mother’s veins

We collapse… before our sorrow

We all know how to fix these things

Just as poverty is a choice…

When nature gives us bounty and

The village with a voice

And local people have the way

And homes are made of earth

So please come join the natural ones

Who really love this birth

A New Age comes

We don’t care how

And now we know it’s true

Cause some of us have hummingbirds

Whose joy and light give dew

The dew of every heart that sings

With morning natures love

A FAITH born of our innocence

A trust in conscious LOVE

Perhaps its time we learn to love

Now that we’ve studied hate

And find inside a new born guide

Where Jesus could relate

Let’s open up the King of Kings!

A Heart whose light is true

And work compassion to its core

While I am loving you

Let’s leave away resentments blame

And finger pointing, now

So we can call with sacredness

 The Holy Brahman’s cow

The big brown eyes who offer milk,

and quietly let us give

Can we stop cheating those of us

Who need compassion in order to live?

Can we care for our weak,

 not make homeless our lives

Before a tower of gold

Where only the greediest ones of all

Can have the extra rooms, when cold?

Let’s try the Veda’s for a change

Not bibles made old by misuse

Let’s try the teachings our ancestors gave

The ones who lived within this truth

For holy thought

Is flowing love

From now to now to now

And sacred are the people

 ALL!  not just the holy cows

And when Armageddon’s voice gets loud

CREATOR we will hear

Deep inside the smallest heart

Loves compassion, will draw us near

“How did you treat your sister?”

This magic voice will say

Did you love her well?

Did you help her out?

When violence culture

 stole her Heart away?

And did you judge your brother when

The armed police came nigh

To see if the bag woman on the street

Was crying, softly by?

Today Lakota women weep

And hunger has its toll

The natural people of this earth

Will see this new day’s goal

The hungry eyes and silent ache

Creator comes to hear

Did you answer when your sister said

“I need some help” my dear?

Did you give your extra bedroom

 to the addict with a cough?

Or did it hit your fear button

And so you blew him off?

Holy, and Sacred, the hearts of ALL

Our culture MUST come to know

Cause creator is already listening to

The quality of

your SOUL….