Do W O nder : W o nder Do
For the nature spirited Gyapay siblings: Csaba, Eszter, & István
W O nder Do Paintings by Angela Melanson
Look look look
at us
a l l
Who or what
do you see?
Look l o n g e r
w a n d e r
assess your frequency
& curiosity
What do you think
you see?
Which of your eyes
do you l oo k with
one or two or three?
Be you gazing in soft serenity
looking hard scru tini zing?
How or what
does your heart be*hold?
What or how do we propel
you to wOnder?
We are familiar
We are strange
You are Us
We are You
We are weird
We are wondrous
We are wild and
We are winsome
wellness weathervanes
We are live integrated
biological antennas
reporting in
to help assess your level
of psychic quadru * stressors
on the great inner
outer
intra inter
medicine wheel of
c o r r e s p o n d e n c e s
transmuting etheric energies
transducing chthonic messages
is our care * full art
sync o pa ted by Earth Mother’s
living and life * giving
heart
We are part of
e v e r y t h i n g
each and every shivery glorious
little single tiny quiver
every enormous quiet
or roarious thing
minute or everlasting being
including those tremendous many
you do not seee
Yet we’ve appeared here now
to call you
you…. who…. you….
back to your S elf
that part so often
most suppressed
you… hooo…. come on back
come on in
notice your fe eli ngs
sit with them
under a tree
out by the sea
un lock your hearts
Look at Us
denizens of earth and air
beings you often unwittingly
walk right through
and relegate to bedtime stories
you then insist
your once bright offspring
must soon grow out of
moving away and so on up
or is it down?
from fancy
thus are grown imaginary li mi tations
stunting and pernicious
We are messengers calling
from the forest * stand
you… hoo*oo*ooo….
We are replete
with Earth’s marvels
Acorn caps
handlebar moustaches
and beards of finest lichen
Amazing nests of witch * broom hair
thickets you could get lost in
Far * seeing off * kilter eyes
that gaze right at or right on through
you
inviting
inner * standing
Clothed in layered landscapes
corporeal strata
sedimentations
palimpsests of
shape and light
These are the forms we might take
before your astonished
suddenly dimensionally opened
p er ce p ti on
You could per haps not be fore see
into the realms be y on d
Your heretofore physically limited
sense of re ali ty
shaped by fearsome conditioning
held you back
but go ahead now
be hOld and w O nder!
We Tree Sprites and Elementals
Spirit guides and Devic energies
appear here as reminders
of greater matters of high importance
obscured from your vision
by the revolving rotunda of ruts
so many of you obediently scurry about in
We are wounded
We are free
We are present
We are lost
We are fragile
We are strong
We are light
We are song
Which one of us
do you wish would visit you
in the small dark hours of the night?
in the frantic embrace of rush spin pace?
We are the chalice of Being
you may connect with
by slo w ly un f o l d ing
the p e t a l s of your heart
We are looking at you
We are looking far beyond
O ur mouths need not O pen
for you to hear a s O und
we are telling y O u
to enter the backgr O und
n O tice the patterns
What have y O u found?
We are enigmas
We are maps
We are interdimensional
We are trapped
Machines of your devising
are everywhere eating us alive
feller-cruncher-munchers
eV iscerate cheW spit and streW us
upon embankments
along ditches
a brazen display of disregard
for the entire web of life
What’s your inner
hedgehog’s visceral reaction
when you witness living
trees and shrubs shred
all along the roadways?
What are you reminded of?
Did Hedgehogs live
wild here in this land
curling up into a spiky ball
would not suffice
nor do our ochre tears
Dog is growl howl ing
Cat hiss spits
Crows raw caw rally raw caw
black*feathered sound*
cloud raining rattle grate click
raw caw
And what of all the others?
Bird Fox Shrew Marmot Skunk
Mouse Mole Squirrel Frog
Worm Beetle Spider Moth
Ferns Grasses Mosses Tansies Lichens
to name a number tiny
as the human hand-shaped
hedgehog track
Listen to your inside self
no matter what fire * prevention
forest * mulcher tales are told
our lives require sacred
forage and herbaceous cover
We are layers upon layers
of long occulted knowledge
we are selected secrets
from your long obscured
mystery history
Animals know us
just as we know them
It’s people who have
ssshhutdown
taken their feet right off
the gr o u nd & sealed
themupinsyntheticfoamrubber
Yet we are interconnected
the trees breathe in
growth rich carbons
that you breathe out
so you can inspire
vital oxygen
we feed each other
beautiful beneficent mutuality
going round and round and round
so all those circles that you see
are holy universal geometry
the key to light and sound
We are friendly
We are fierce
We are worth attention
We are wonders to mention
Come dance with us amid
the trunks and branches
of trees and shrubs and grasses
Slip out at moonlight
at dawn or sunset
or boldly skip at noon
You may sing to us
any time at all
and we will be moved
to gambol and twirl
to the resonating tones
of your heart * liberated energies
Take off your shoes
all you women and men
boys and girls young and old
sink in deep with knowing
who you really are
just as crows know
your cats and dogs are certain
as you too can be
barefoot on the ground
let Mama Bear lead this dance
of brave healing energy
be bird bold and don key courageous
know what is good and true
We are here to tell you
silently
that beauty is a star
stars
are
e v e r y w h e r e
so get out from under
your ceiling
step beyond your roof
stand in the forest
stand within and for
your self
and all you are connected to
far beyond counting
… ah …
… oh …
… ah …
Breathe in the profound magic
science of right act i on
always true
in the life sustaining air
we have prepared for you
Let these words and images
fill you to your energetic brim
and bring Earth Mother in anew
Be hold! paint manifested
spirits salute y O u
We are familiar
We are song
We are light
We are strange
We are enigmas
We are maps
We are weird
We are wondrous
We are well worth mention
We wonders of your attention
**** finis ****
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