SAFE HARBOR
CENTER FOR SPIRITUAL HEALING
CATHY GINTER, SPIRITUAL HEALER & MASTER TAROTOLOGIST
Committed to the Path of Wisdom and Inner Peace
I am devoted to our One Self... that is Love!
The Children of the Light
(Dedicated to the 1.5 million refugees of Darfur along the western Sudanese border, Africa)
Look into the eyes of the children of genocide: nameless, homeless and hungry,
Abandoned and alone, they cling to an empty cup and long for water and grain.
Witnesses to a massacre, their villages burned, their parents raped and murdered,
Their beloved homeland in crisis, their tears stain the land with sorrow and pain.
Now, every corner of the globe where injustice reigns, whether by scepter or sword,
Is our test, as well as our gift, for we are the witnesses to the witnesses of war,
And what we perpetuate, through indifference or arrogance, is blood on our hands
And spotlights our inherent responsibility for this tragedy and so much more.
Standing on the precipice of our humanity, a vast and hidden world surrounds us
While we continue to live under the spell of the illusions we alone sustain;
For as long as children seek the right to survival, to the protection of community,
To the realization of their creative potential, these fundamental questions remain:
Can you hear their cry for liberation, the tender plea of their reaching outward?
Where is the outpouring of our concern? How can we go by in silence laid barren?
Like forgotten pieces of a dream, scattered across the Universe, where is our voice?
Lost and on a quest for wholeness, are they not our sweet and precious children,
Waiting for us to bring salvation and enfold them into a day of consciousness?
Unless we own this commitment, inspired by decency, who will seek their release?
If we wish to be the pulse of our spiritual essence, we must require their deliverance
For we are the drumbeat of the continents! So shall our rhythm rise for peace!
We are like billions of particles of starlight, seeking refuge from a raging solar storm,
But we are also the children of the light who give breath and hear hearts weep.
Once we surrender to our reverence, we can unfold like the fragile lotus flower,
Each petal, a gentle opening, until our center is completely exposed, raw and deep,
Noble and unashamed, humble and unafraid, we reveal the nature of our soul;
For now we are real, and now we can embody the fullness of our beauty laid bare
And allow our brilliance to ring from the joy of our being until there is nothing left
But a song of adoration, offered to Grace, in a harmony so melodious and rare,
Resounding pure innocence and faith, we awaken from the slumber of the night
To become the miracle, infusing radiance with wisdom and love beyond compare.
"The Children of the Light" © 2004 by Cathy Ginter
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Photograph of Comet Neat compliments of the Hubble Space Telescope
