What is this strange vibration
That permeates the air?
It crept upon us silently
And settled everywhere;
Beneath the shades of darkness
On velvet paws it came
And spread itself all over
This sense without a name;
Like magic, out of nowhere
In beautiful array
The fields had blossomed purple
With the wakening of day;
Such regal, vibrant flowers
Appeared as if on cue
And flowed across the meadows
With the early morning dew:
What is this strange vibration
That sets the clouds aflame
With flashing bolts of lightning -
This force without a name?
That makes the heavens rumble
And crash electric blue
Then like a mighty cauldron
Spill the contents of its brew
Raging down the mountains
Over forests and the plains,
Flooding out the lowlands
With unchecked, torrential rains;
Then like a whirling dervish
Spinning wildly o'er the seas
The wind blows howling inland
Ripping branches off the trees;
What is this strange vibration
That crawls beneath the skin
And causes man to wonder
Does it come from out or in?
You can't escape the feeling
That just beyond your reach
There is an understanding
With an urgency to teach -
The earth is now evolving
Full of energy and love,
In her right hand flashes lightning,
In her left hand sleeps the dove,
The decision lies before us,
The reckoning is here -
We'll survive by our awakening
Or perish by our fear.
Linda Ori
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/enlightenment-2/
