Gypsy Woman

Settled at gypsy note

Like someone touched the strings of heart 

I sank into my regression's life before life

It was a morning when the three oceans met,

People just watched the sunset and roused,

I was amidst the rock that stood still in the ocean,

And got off my uncle's hand....

She counted steps one two three

Her bangles clattered like rain drops

Her anklets are like the springs and falls 

I saw myself. In that lost and panicked child's eyes ...a woman ...sailing on the waves 

She said I am you ....

The seagulls flew, and the winds hailed raw

My uncle caught my little hand

I knew he could not see what I could

She said...I am you 

When done...you shall be back old soul

I knew she wandered along the coast 

I knew she never spoke a word 

She healed she smiled she cared

And walked on, she never had an attire fit

People threw stones, some fed her 

Some called her names 

But when the full moon peaks 

Celestial beings loomed near her 

She had her pet dogs near her 

They always followed her as tradition says so,

She was on the path very few did know, and she kept her fire on 

They never knew her name 

So, to call upon she uttered a word 

Mai...they called her mother 

She was just a mother....

She just walked down and up the lanes 

Fed the stray beings, cattle, dogs 

Insane souls and never bothered of her

Past life regression got over...

Hey gypsy woman she...called me 

I lay staring at her and the amber light 

That filled in that small room

The ritual came to an end, I sat up

My arms in gypsy soul's hand 

She said oh wanderer, just not fret

You are one of the rest...

Who walks the path, don't you know the rest,

You just keep doing things it is all 

What is best ...go on and on

I said...I am so lost sister 

I said...I do things which I have guides who don't exist in the flesh 

I said ...I am weird I don't fit in, I am different, I am so out of the box 

I don't keep the pets, oh I fear the dogs 

I don't keep the fire, I am a loner 

I find no tribe 

Before she walked away, she told me 

The fire is in your soul, you kindle it every day the way you chant the way you stretch and strengthen the spine you keep the channels open girl ...you raised the serpent took it to the lotus and did its job so fair and, your guides are pleased

You honor them, you glorify the gene 

What thou hast to fear 

You walk with packs and love your wolves 

Don't you lie my girl it is unfair 

She snapped her finger and told me 

You know your crystals 

You know your options 

You are theirs who know their circle 

They hold their hands around you ...

East and West blended lot I am 

A gypsy soul, a hippie, an old, wanderer, a poet a mystic a mad woman if you must you can...call

I walk the path ...the path that leads ...

Some not all....

My wounds and my scars are my trophies