WORTHLESS

I want to go to Mu

But I’ve been that place before

We were so black that we were blue

And we had no word for “door”

Vines grew up - Even inside

Like some wandering decoration

Lived our lives in steadied silence

Enrapt by observation

I was a woman there

I know it

Because I still breathe within her breath

Still feel the power in her comments

And the weight within her breast

I can go there, I can be there

When I simply close my eyes

We went on vacation to Atlantis

But home had stronger ties

As Lemurian we were founded

By countless words for home

Some meant “where we laid our heads”

Or “the places we might roam”

Every word had meaning, something

Words were magic in those days

We had no word for “science“

For magic was our way

We willed things to existence

Never had to want for nothing

Just like at the Jump Point

We could instantly have something

But we never called it magic

It was just our day-to-day

It was our way of giving

And our way of giving praise

Held our hands up to the ether

Could feel it in our skin

Because the power we were using

Already lie within

We lived within All Mother

Never questioned once,

Our purpose

For without her we were nothing

Without her, we were

Worthless.