A POEM FOR MY SISTER GWENDOLYN MUHAMMAD I MISSED YA I CAN’T BELIEVE WE WASN’T THERE TO HEAL YA I KNOW WE COULDA DONE IT I SPOKE OF IT ON THE MORNING BEFORE THE EVENING YOU EXHALED YOUR LAST BREATH “LET’S GATHER ALL AND DO 100 RAKAH’S FOR HER RECOVERY” THEN I CALLED ONE THAT I KNEW COULD LEAD THE CALL TO A 100 RAKAH PRAYER, BUT SHE DID NOT ANSWER HER PHONE SO I SAID, WE’LL DO IT TOMORROW, BUT TODAY IS TOMORROW AND YOU HAVE GONE AWAY I WAS IN DENIAL, I FEEL SORROW COULDN’T BELIEVE THAT YOUR LAST BREATH WOULD COME THE SAME DAY DIDN’T ACCEPT THAT YOU WOULD LEAVE SO SOON ON THE DAY OUT OF TIME ON A WANING GIBBOUS PISCES MOON A DAY ON THE MAYAN CALENDAR THAT IS NO DAY AT ALL OVER THE NITE YOU BREATHED YOUR LAST BREATH THE THUNDER STORMED IN THIS DESERT OF L.A. BRINGING IN THE TRANSITION OF A NEW ORDER OF TIME YOU WERE CALLED BACK TO ALLAH AS HIS STAR TO BE LOOKED UP TO WHERE EVER WE ARE WE SEE YOU UP THERE, LION QUEEN, TWINKLING IN THE SKY YOU’VE EARNED YOUR WINGS, SISTER GWENDOLYN, SOAR, GLIDE, FLY! Thank you for sharing with me, with us, your love and life Love Always, Sister Caryette Muhammad IN THE WORDS OF The Elders, Oraibi, Arizona Hopi Nation (lawoftime.org/home.html) “ … The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves! Banish the word “struggle” from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration. We are the ones that we have been waiting for."
Posted on: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 18:52:40 +0000
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