We knew not from where he came
perhaps out of the air itself
To those who had the sight
his hands, old and wizened
glowed with an aura of azure blue
as did his shoeless feet while
golden light adorned his head
and within eyes dark and fathomless
shone the light of a thousand stars
For many days he dwelt among us
He partook not of water nor wine
neither consumed our food
but lived by unseen energy
He taught us to feel the power
through our heads and feet and hands
that one day we may be like him
Free in body and mind, sustained by air.
He tended our sickness with care
and made us whole once more
He gave to us his wisdom
To eat not of animal, fowl or fish
those creatures you should love
But be content to consume
those that have no eyes to see
the vegetation, seed and fruit
For these beings are your friends too
but created from the beginning
to work with you in harmony
sustaining your body matter
even the smallest atoms of your being
of those parts you have yet no knowledge
To nurture, protect and fortify
against all malevolence and disease.
But be sure, he said, with stern eye
that you follow the Mother’s way
Then she will care for you always
Her wellbeing is yours also
Only by human hand and love
should your food be grown
not touched by machine or denaturised
nor adulterated with unnatural substance
We grew strong in vibrancy and health
Of those remaining with dis-ease
he laid upon them his hands
telling them to know the source
That he was a mere catalyst
the power to heal came forth
from themselves, from within
And they understood and were cured
We were saddened at the parting time
But he told that we had been together
since the beginning of time, grieve not.
There is no separation, we are one
together with the earth and cosmos
Then his body began to fade
leaving only his light which soon
dissolved back from whence it came
I write this, millennia later, remembering,
and bearing witness in dismay to the follies
as we have lost our way and turned
away from the Mother in greed
Endemic sickness abounds where Instead
we should be free from the distraction
of frail bodies and their maladies
To raise our souls to our higher purpose
And so the beacon shines once again
calling the true healers to come forth
to rebuild the garden of life
to purge the darkness from this world
to make well the ills we have caused
for we have made them ourselves
Cleanse the Mother and her children will follow
ageless, strong in spirit, body and mind.
Robert Jepson 