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Jacob’s Well

parched
our drying dying rivers
so thirsty
obese children never satiated
dam her waters
new spawning ground for their social dis-eases
Her heart vessels constrict
from this civilization of man
who fear the power of Her flow

the great menopause of man
a man-o-pause
men! pause
amidst the frenzied building of your dams and walls and skyscrapers
swim to the deepest center of Her well
where Her sacred mysteries lie
and find Her ancient teachings there

for women know
in our time of change
the alchemical process:
how to take life blood
that once flowed freely
and transform it into singing rivers of freedom

look there, quick now
Her holy well an invitation
to submerge within Her loving waters
or watch the rising of her tides
until we drown

~jennifer sundeen, september 2017
to The Patriarch

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Reciprocity

we are the reciprocal operation
let me repeat myself
we are the reciprocal operation
trees and humans

the trees are our lungs turned upside down
our lungs are the trees turned upside down
trees hold the necessary ingredients we need to live
we hold the necessary ingredients trees need to live

the ancient trees whom Mother lovingly birthed are dying before their time
our brothers and sisters whom Mother lovingly birthed are dying before their time
we are the reciprocal operation
Shiva and Shakti
without one there is no other

would you as easily cut out your lungs
the way we cut down our trees
for houses
for toothpaste
for shoe polish
plastic fillers
tires
and diapers
for tax forms
turpentine
lacquer
glossy magazines
and fireworks
golfballs
and hairspray
for boxes given at the holidays
wrapped in paper of colored tree ink
hiding dime store excesses
alluding yourself that they contain love?

would you cut your lungs out of your very body
and lay them at the foot of a tree as Prasad?

because our warming earth needs more
condominiums
green chemical lawns
office buildings
and strip malls
chain restaurants
supersized stores
and eight lane highways
of asphalt
resurfaced each summer
with eight hour lines of cars
sitting and waiting
smoogging and choking
dying to just get home already
because work starts early on monday

let me repeat myself
dying

~jennifer sundeen, october 2015

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Ascension

the way of ascension:

the foolish ones build towers that scrape the sky
intent on claiming the sun
but that particular stairway to heaven
is a song long out of tune
and only brings us further from Love

paradoxically
the light of Truth can only be found
beneath your feet
so please if you wish to hear the music of angels
learn to grow downward

~ jennifer sundeen, march 2015