February 28, 2014
Reality Bytes and The Common Thread Collective
Poetic Conscious’stream
Alexandria “Rain” Smith
The greatest power in existence
Transformation
Impatient for a witness
Found me sleeping
In the nest I made of spit and ashes
She poured the waters of her heart upon me
He planted the rhythm within me
I arose from the mud
Every sense cleansed open
To interpret the song
As it sang muscles into motion
I dance with the Transvestite God
As She spins with a wind
Under which all harshness softens
I gallop with the Transgender Goddess
Gallantly guiding His warriors
To the strength of creation
She threads His needle
And makes a spiral of the chain-stitch
He laid straight
He brings wood to Her fire
And stretches a skin over her loins
Making a drum of Her
Their single Hand
Clothes me in embroidery
Places the drum in my two
One to hold steady
One to move steady
I play a beacon through the Darkness
The blind can see the rhythm
The deaf can hear the light
Hand in Hand they rise
Men made over by the strength of women
Women recreated by the sensitivity of men
Each beside the other
Transformation enthroned within
Hands hold the hem of this tapestry
Feet guide threads woven
With each step in this journey
Our voices make an offering
A mighty choir in brilliant harmony
Color the image of our perception
Help brothers and sisters to see what they cannot hear
Sew lyrics to teach of the painful progressions
One witness,
two shared with,
four directions learn
How to find the medicine growing from our need to mend
The great hoop that remembers no beginning
Will live to see it is without end