Oh Goddess! You Fill The Earth (new poem)

Oh Goddess! You Fill The Earth (new poem)

by Tim Kavi

Across the withered plains

there are currents in the sand

marks of played-out destinies

gleaming in the desert sun

burning like flames consume a book

my knowledge has become desolate

quaking at the power of Nature

searching with a lapping tongue

looking for, and 

desperately seeking

the oceans of your love.

so O goddess

fill the Earth

with the fruits of your being

let the dancers, rejoice

let the singers, sing

and let the poets speak.

for great cedars shall grow

where once it was desolate

and hearts frozen cold

shall beat again; in the power

of your love.

Gaia's Heart (new poem)

Gaia's Heart (new poem)

by Tim Kavi

there was the burning path

crackling in the wind

as I traveled up the mountain

to the shrine of your love 

would your love save me

and the rest of us

in this burning world?

awaken, you said with a wink

as your gown flapped in the wind

it is almost too late, humans

your goddess said

Gaia shook with tears as they rolled down her cheeks

Her eyes were darting to and fro

for a friendly face

but there, the world had forgotten

your saving grace 

it was almost too late

with urgency and haste

She speaks the message

save the planet

off-worlders may be too late

will Gaia act quickly?

to rebound, and save her living face?

silly humans

she said

as the Earth ripped open and bled

her heart was beating now

but not for long

in your reliance on me

YOU forgot that this was your own undoing

your swan song

change, redeem, reverse

don't just trust engineering

correct your poisonous ways

before it's too late! 

I Looked At (new poem)

I LOOKED AT (New Poem)

by Tim Kavi

I looked at

water coming forth 

from the rocks

streaming down 

the mountainside

becoming a stream

a river

and then a mighty ocean

I looked at

the harbored life

living so small

I could not see

but still believed

becoming greater

swimming lives

across eternity's tide

I looked at

temples burning

incense in blossoms

of lovely surprise

becoming deities

in the smoke

that did arise

winged ministries fly

I looked at

my planet; hoping

for love to save it

some are sleeping

to garden it

to appreciate

Gaia's keeping

to nurture it

I looked at

starry skies

saw many suns

blinking in the night

realizing cosmic scale's

awesome humbling

powers; across the

vast cosmos

I looked at

me; and then You

saw a thunderous

glory in the meeting

of the between

You and I

face to face

in every place

where souls are greeting.

More About Goddesses: Demeter, Greek Goddess (New Essay)

More About Goddesses: Demeter, Greek Goddess (New Essay)

by Tim Kavi

Demeter is known as the Greek goddess of the harvest and fertility. She is known as a goddess of origin, divine order and giver of food. She is also frequently associated with ruling over unwritten law, the law of nature which defines agriculture and civilized society. This can be implied that she helps to control the cycle of life and death, though not all interpretations of the myth of Demeter include this interpretation. Much of the association with Demeter and life and death stems from the myth of her daughter, Persephone who is featured along with Demeter in the Eleusinian mysteries.

The religious writing around Demeter shows her as taking on a variety of different religious functions.  In ancient history, many worshiped her as the “mother earth” or the Great Goddess who oversees the function of agriculture. Many harvesters would worship her, hoping that Demeter would offer her blessing for the work that they completed. Some areas of Greece have found earlier descriptions of Demeter acting as a poppy goddess with the belief that she was responsible for bringing poppies to Eleusis in Crete.

Demeter’s daughter Persephone was said to have been kidnapped by Hades who was looking for a queen to rule beside him in the underworld. Upon realizing that her daughter had been taken, Demeter fell into a deep sense of grief, causing all life on earth to begin dying. To prevent extinction, Zeus sent Hermes to return Persephone to her mother. To prevent this, Hades tricked Persephone into eating a pomegranate which bound her to the underworld. It was agreed that Persephone would spend a third of the year with Hades in the underworld and the remaining time on earth with her mother. This corresponds to the changing of the seasons. As Persephone leaves to perform her duties in the underworld, Demeter falls sad and life dies away in the winter months.

There were several cults that honor Demeter throughout Greece, Sicily and Crete. The ancient cult of Amphictyony on the coast of Thessaly was one of the most well-known of these cults. There is also the festival of Demeter of Mysia. This festival lasts for seven days and passes the shrine to Demeter as the parade moves from Mycenae to Argos. Only a few ancient texts describing this festival have been found so it is unclear how the deity was honored during the festivities.

Another interetsing fact about Demeter as she is presented in mythology (Demeter, who was also known in other terms as 'Ceres') is that she  never wanted to make her abode with other goddesses on Olympus. Rather, she wanted to be down to Earth and abide with her followers and those close to her, in her own temples, as a goddess with them.--TK

The image above is artwork from the work of a contemporary and interesting artist; Howard David Johnson --who draws goddesses, beautiful women, and mythological figures. ~~TK

Celestial Meadow (new poem)

Celestial Meadow

by Tim Kavi

gentle lands of rest

stretch across maps of peaceful

bliss of grassy green

my feet float on airy paths

of glorious silence

stretching to the horizon

sparse trees dot the place

that beckon to places

of pause and reflection

away from all the stress

away from racing thoughts

not just to survive

but to bravely exist

gentle bluebirds

of my Mother's voice

Gaia would you sing to me?

black crows wait to pick

but I know

that your beauty prevails

you will live longer

than humans have tread

oh pray

they will not kill you dead

for in your silence

they gravely mistake

you are not there

but there is only

too much noise

to hear you and be blest

but at moments like this

I only can gently walk

on the pillows

of your endowment

in the shadows of forest

and the paths of wooded trail

the stream flows nearby

into the ocean it flows

goes to the clouds

descends to the earth again

born again

to live again

and to see your glory

in forest, and stream

celestial meadows

where I see all my friends

playing again. 

Gaia--Not to Touch the Earth (new poem)

GAIA--Not to Touch the Earth (Poem)

by Tim Kavi

Gaia

speaking messages

not heard

there is quaking

terrible shaking

ridges of trembled history

continental drifts

of worries of collapsed kingdoms

underneath changing

geographies

of postpartum birthing

memories of the way things were

before flags were planted

before urban density

throwaways of modern and postmodern

plastics

filtered the purpose

of your message

but we still try

to touch you

to touch the Earth

to know your glory

to esteem and respect

to be moved by all

that you are.

we long to respect you

goddess

before it's too late.

Valley of Moon (New Poem)

Valley of Moon

by Tim Kavi

in the valley

of moon the jade flute sings.

You are my sun at sunrise

and my ocean at the beach stretching endlessly.

I wake up and look out my window

Spring has come and I see where

your love has been

busy as everything is growing now

it has even dripped a misty rain on the lilacs

in our garden now

there is a purpose to all that is living

to appreciate the rain you brought

to give thanks for the food we had sought

for your nourishment is never empty and never brings drought.

cracked and dry earth is no longer parched

the flowers in the dirt bear pretty designs

that which ate and destroyed is kept silent and lifeless

captured and dead before your loving eyes.

So let Nature and I be dancing

let the stars swing by me

I am tapping on the Earth with lively feet

dancing in the romance of your love that reaches

so that wherever I go is never dragging

my spirit is freed in space and time

I will get there yesterday and tomorrow

for everywhere I am alive!

and lest you think I am joking

I closed my window blinds and sensing your presence had filled the room

I saw the dark place full of light

and I know now that even when you come and go

every moment I am never alone

and I am always loved, sweet valley of moon

I play the jade flute now

tomorrow I am your happy groom.

Spring Birds of Love (new poem)

Spring Birds of Love
by Tim Kavi

pushing up through
the earth
petals leaves
beauties revealed
no longer concealed

singing creatures
of creation

screaming
beaming
responses to
food from the heavens
revealed

we see
the design
and manifestations
of Spring

sweet Notes
of Nature
transfixed there
as I beheld
her love
like Nature's
is a great care

the goddess

she is kissing me back
in the beauty
of our song

our feathers
are soft and sheen
never wrong

her Love
guides me
to a softer place

a nest
in her love
for we have
become the spring birds

outside
her window

free and in flight!

and in that soft glow
I saw her
that day
a sweet gentle dove
a singing robin
a mother bird
a sweet eagle
a flying
sure path
of her love

leading us back
migration
of two souls
finding
each other
again and again

through all time
for she is my mate
and in our bird call
is the precious
sounds of our love

a sweet wooing
a cooing
of love birds
hearts broken
when apart

but always
coming together
in one heart!

we fly away
some day
together
at the next dawning

into the sun
together
forever
even
when our lives
are done!

knowing a purpose
a plan
an understanding
that first
brought me to you
and you to me
the surety
the blessing

of that smiling!

Spring birds of love!
a love
so pure
that Nature itself
yearns for
and is made complete
in those birds
singing!

outside her window
we are there now
free and fit
in bodies destined
in spirits
unfettered and free !