The majical mysteries of lights – Poem

The majical mysteries of lights,

that we seek,

Is but an illusion for those in need.

Is it the time and space,

In the depths of layers in ripples?

Is it the land of wonderment, that we have forgotten?

Placed aside as childish things,

But, the child inside seeks,

the majical mysteries of lights.


What is Wrong and Where

What is Wrong and Where

By Kachinas Kutenai

“The Body speaks in silence trying to keep each body strong.

The Mind ignores the messages ever knowing that it is wrong.

The Body once again attempts communication through our dreams.

The Mind again “erases” and continues stress-filled schemes.

Then…The Body angry, tries again to reach the Mind.

This time the message comes with pain, hurting and defined.

The Mind thinks “it will go away” by doing nothing…once a day.

The Body speaks more loudly now,

With pain more frequent the body will bow.

The Body says, “I told you so…

Months or even years ago.”

Now I force the tears to flow;

Examine the time you let my pain grow.

I am the feeling you tried to deny

And you have the nerve to ask God why

Am I hospitalized? Why am I ill?

How can I afford my hospital bill?

Ignorance only is the Almighty Answer

That causes heart disease, high blood pressure and cancer;

America’s three outstanding killer diseases,

Each grows slowly when the body displeases.

No Illness grows to life-threatening proportions

Without the mind knowing it had the options…

To obey the silent warnings the body can give…

To those who are serious about wanting to live.

To have a knowledge of herbs taken at the first warning

is to love on’es self more and avoid later mourning.

For once tissues are damaged, they are hard to repair…

Especially when doctor bills begin to glare

And fill the heart with guilty despair;

All because the mind refused to care.

Pretending erroneously not to know

What all of our bodies ultimately show..

What is Wrong and Where!!!”

Medicine Woman Speaks – A Simple Introduction To The Use of Herbs., by Kachinas Kutenal, R.N., N.D, Apache Medicine Woman.

Sacred Rainbow Circle Foundation.  San Diego, California

Poems come and Poems go

Poems come and poems go,

they twindle and winde,

though the hands of time.

We pass along the endless find,

of that one poem,

that is perfect you see,

Because, it was meant for you and me.

It speaks to hearts,

far and near,

that poem, that was so dear.

As you can see,

This is only meant,

for you and me.

Poems come and poems go,

but, only one is true,

As my heart,

Speaks to you.


Birds N Love

Birds N Love

If birds could sing,

as lovers do,

the hearts would then be true.

True to be,

as connected as you and me.

Two hearts that become one,

in the air it will be done.

To hear the clicking,

as it must be,

to intertwine you and me.

For ever a day is,

but one.

The day you became mine,

is the day all birds,

learn to sing,

as lovers do,

from me to you.


Back drop of time

I heard this song, and my heart just spoke.

The back drop of time,

is where we find,

the sea of emotions that are left behind.

Can you see the dying light that once stood behind the bleachers?

The epic time that once lived of paths that flow into now

The sea of energy that lights your day when it is night,

Time is but an energy,

We hold so dearly in our hearts,

Of yesteryear,

Then we look in the mirror.

Where has time gone.

The back drop flows to far behind,

Was it just a dream or a reality of you and me?

I guess your heart flowed to me,

When time was young,

And we could see, time was only you and me.

Can you still hear the waves of the sea,

That called you to me?

The sea of love once lived in the back drop of time,

That was destined to find, two hearts that became one

In yesteryear so long ago, that was once a beautiful world,

That I was so lucky to find a heart to call mine,

As we intertwined two energies in land and sea,

And the earth stood still, at that brief moment.

When I kissed you heart and you kissed mine.

The back drop of time is but only a memory,

In the sea of emotions left behind.

I still hear your heart from time to time.

I send you love where ever you may be,

I wish you petals of love,

Where ever you lay your head at night.

Always remember no matter where you are,

The stars are our blanket, yours and mine,

And the moon is our night-light.

Love is but a memory that will always live

With only two hearts as one

in back drop of time,

is where we find,

the sea of emotions that are left behind.


Musical Poem

Colors of life,

Seep gently into,

Touch the heart,

That waves echos,

From one to another.

I love hanging out on soundcloud.  You find the most interesting music from all over to every where. Sometimes just need to chill with some ambient vibrations.