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Alchemists: Spoken Word Poetry

by Sybille Webb

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“Turn rage into power, reigniting the smoldering coals that burn in your stomach at night, into a roaring fire of love. Stretch out your arms and become the mother, feeding wildness back into the bellies and veins of your starving and abandoned inner worlds.” A poem by Sybille Webb with music by Ojhro.

NatureInner StrengthSpiritual GrowthBreathingSelf AcceptanceDeep BreathingEmotional TransformationNature VisualizationsSpoken Word Poetries

Transcript

Big rain tops fall 247Mm.

Big raindrops falling from laden skies,

Turning lazy rivers into raging serpents.

Wild and majestic,

Spewing their excitement over the forgotten drought as they slither over rocks and falls.

To fill the air with the soul,

To feed the starving ones that have been dieting on fears and thoughts.

Their branches reaching thin and frail for a truth that is not to be found.

Breathe my child,

Breathe deeply the pregnant air of the serpentine power,

Fed by tears of the seven heavens to fill your starving soul with the waters of life.

Drop by drop,

Stream by stream,

River by river,

Storm by wild storm.

Breathe my child,

Breathe deeply to stoke the dim fires of your rage of our time,

Of your confusion and fear,

So your inner dragon awakens and your fires merge with the ones in the belly of the earth.

Eternal fires of life.

Draw them up into your starving body,

Claiming back what was taken from you.

Awaken the maidens of the wells and call them back from the other world,

So we can remember right relating to the waters and the land.

Turn rage into power,

Reigniting the smoldering coals that burn in your stomach at night into a roaring fire of love.

Breathe my child,

Breathe deeply.

For alchemists,

We are in this game of the world.

You are it.

You are really it.

Multifaceted embodiment of all that is.

Stretch,

Grow,

Roar,

Become.

Understand that you are the one that has room for all of your smallness and imperfections,

Wrinkles and shame.

And for your radiance,

Greatness and brilliance.

Stretch out your arms and become the mother,

Feeding wellness back into the bellies and veins of your starving and abandoned inner worlds.

Meet your Teacher

Sybille WebbDuncan, BC, Canada

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