Thousands in slumber await a sound

It stirs in them something new

Yet “new” is ancient, infinite

The first of them begins to crawl

—-

The vibration rises

The blind can see

An omnipresent rainbow thread—

The prism frees

—

She leads the train

Chata-ohne Chata-ah

A path to love

Chata-ohne Chata-ah

What is true always prevails

And you can ride along

—-

Then the thousands stand up

She calls them by name

She breaks all barriers

She makes new hearts of green

—-

The vibration rises

The deaf can hear

A Mother call out to them

The change is near

—-

She leads the train

Chata-ohne Chata-ah

A path to love

Chata-ohne Chata-ah

What is true always prevails

And you can ride along

—-

Awakened now, we see the truth

With every hue, with every shade

Agape love, for one and all

Heaven on earth has finally come

—-

The vibration rises

All hearts unfold

The rainbow sheet envelops us

Wary to bold

—-

She leads the train

Chata-ohne Chata-ah

A path to love

Chata-ohne Chata-ah

What is true always prevails

And you can ride along

Akhilanda

Never-not-broken

Blazing fiery flame divine

–

You are shattered

You are pieces

But you know it’s by design

–

Your fearlessness

Comes through the knowing

That fractured is a holy state

–

Beneath the vanquished

Outer shell

There lies the chance to recreate

–

Strength comes from change

Life grows from death

This is the lesson you deliver

–

The greatest darkness

You endure

To teach us how to be light givers

–

Detachment and failure

Undesired

But now I freely can embrace

–

You are the Phoenix

In destruction

For destruction is eternal grace

We wish for the depraved

To become subjected

To the pain and suffering

Of their own depravity

—

The wild-eyed hatred

Disconnected from self

Deeply rooted and tethered

In the bewildering shame

—

The pain that was “ours”

Is transferred to “theirs”

The anger we plant

Darkens our existence

—

The path is cyclical

The suffering real

What is the lesson

In a distorted reality?

—

Searching for meaning

But without justice

Pleading for a reason

Without prayers for redemption

—

Eternal loneliness

Is all that exists

When choosing to repeat

The shattering of spirits

—

Entangled humanity

In perceived separation

Can only find healing

Upon total absolution

A solitary songbird chirps in the paned glass

As if to participate in our celebration

To call us to attention

To ground us in focus and clarity

—

The chirping mechanizes

And the angels speak through the pipes

“The birds were created for a singular task

To emanate the sound of joy

—

“Through the grace of music

We mimic the birds

We mimic so that you may remember

So you know why you are here

—

“You never stop to listen to them

But they are always teaching

Their lesson is simple and absolute:

There is joy in love

—

Keep your heart light,

Like our soft feathers

And remember that you came to teach

That only love is real.”