shaping peace

early morning tired

didn't sleep enough

you want to stay a bit longer

in the baby carrier of night

make yourself return to yourself

the sleepy girl in the bed

curling up under your duvet

closing your eyes again

slipping inside

fading night

imagining

you younger

in a red silk princess dress

sprinkled with ladybird spots

there's a place

a place far away

you used to sleep on the roof

near the upside down bowl of heaven

ultramarine indigo turquoise blue

pierced with stars

being little

mum and dad carrying you

the blue pyjamas you remember

but in the daytime

did you really jump about

like a red silk butterfly

tutu swirling around your brown legs

now everybody's asking you

what do you want to do

you're good at languages

good at maths

you care for people

but most of all you want

to return to that roof

want to shape smooth

ultramarine turquoise indigo

bowls out of the firmament

shaping peace in blue containers

small domes made from glazed clay

or braided from soft textiles

smooth and rounded

as safe sleep on a roof

with mum and dad carrying you

and other sleepers breathing

safe wavelengths in the night

the red silk princess dress

may not be a real memory

but your original blueprint

or it may be the future you

a sibyl enfolded in red silk

holding blue earth in your hands

like a crystal ball

passionate peace incarnate

you come walking

red silk swirling

converting

all armies to armistice

sibyl swathed in red silk

speaking to warriors

turning them to peace

while your hands are shaping blue

into heavenly bowls for people

to catch their own stars

feeling energized by this image

you jump out of bed

hurry to school

listening to music

Vera Kelgart  (with fairy frost crystal)  2018

steady

at a loss

you lie down straight

needing a word with the universe

palms up

eyes closed

breath quiet

you're resting in a big invisible

heart-shaped cradle

sketched with a light brush

imagining

your mystical twin

by the look of her dressed

in a martial arts suit

onyx black

blade-sharp trousers

open kimono jacket revealing

the softness of her cleavage

on her feet trainer-style ballerinas

you see her through the looking glass

of your own concentration

and hers

the onyx black suit quiver

pouring rain as will power

until now you never saw her

only sensed her with your bodymind

glimpsed her

smiling rose-lipped

at you painter's antics

looking lovely relaxed

but focused

clearly at work in her work clothes

standing holding keeping

while you're cavorting

she's the black behind the rainbow

you're wallowing in

she's the robust alpha point

behind your expansive expressionism

you feel blue

you see red

sometimes you're green or yellow

or even in the pink

but she's your steady

standing in the middle

propping up the rainbow

standing sentinel under its arch

absolutely absorbing

your crazy quasar-like

colour frenzy

into her onyx black

just holding the black wholeness

giving it space

not spectral but black ground

your background

holding the sacred snake

holding the alpha black

lifting the rainbow high

as an arch to the sky

lifting it like a string of pearls

like a bridge

like a baby

like a treasure

like a trophy

she's your foundation

you're her foundling

leaving her for now

slowly returning to your room

you know she'll always be there

steady

like black

leaving her to do her work

standing like a pillar

quivering black vigour running

through space without a sound

you feel grounded

safe to create

Vera Kelgart  (with self-healed Lemuria crystal)  2018

rain coaxing

sleep is hard work

in this long wave of heat

your skin covered in a fine

diamond party shine of sweat

but you're trying

deepening into your body

loosening your grip on day

filling your lungs with the memory

of fresh night air

turning your sight inwards

imagining

you in a flowing unknown dress

delicate moon white but made

from something robust raincoaty

parachute like but elegant

with one shoulder free

you wear it with a fluffy lavender cardigan

barefoot in the park

visiting your special tree

the big serene horse chestnut

greeting you with joy but now

emitting low energy

the leaves a shrunken crepe paper

tired green

suddenly alarmed

catching tree thoughts

you let your cardigan fall

a luminous lavender shred

on the dark dry ground

and start dancing

in your moon white basic

coaxing a near-invisible shine

of moisture from the night air

shimmering young rain spirits

looking down on earth

from their little protective caves

in heaven

just clear and cool living

in the palace of heaven

you're dancing a prayer for moisture

to the green world

rain dancing rain coaxing

the diamantine shine

from spirit to misty to moist

come come out to play

in a dream within a dream

you wake up tense and poised like a dancer

tomorrow you're going to start training again

Vera Kelgart  (with Isis Arkimer crystal)  2018

welcoming

landing on a waterbed

trying to release the day's tensions

soon sinking

into the likeness of sleep

already falling through layers

of muffled dreamspeak

you suddenly find yourself

relaxed and ready

sensing

you're by the ocean

imagining

your mystical twin in his uniform

the unthreatening natural hues

of the united nations of helpers

lightworker with the lightest touch

of linen and friendship

all radiance subdued

he's a fountain

peaceful refreshing

in his crisp greige shirt

clean jeans the colour of sandshell

strong protective welcoming

children of light coming to earth

on a comet's tail

intent on raining light seeds

all over the map of the world

you and he work together

you're distributing the dots of light

helping them find each other

and making sure no continent will be

totally in the dark

strong protective welcoming

unthreatening in his rescuer's uniform

the natural hues of the sands

he's carrying the children

across the ocean

their star bangles twinkling

their thin arms resting

on his broad chest

he's wrapping the little lights

in a pale blue blanket of friendship

when the day breaks

this is your real work

you just didn't know

you wake up free from aching tensions

but with a question mark forming

over your head

how will you do this in the real world

you just don't know

you resolve to be alert

looking for guidance

Vera Kelgart  (with multi-terminated dolphin crystal 'Pleroma') 2018

soloist

near sleep already

with a languorous body

except perhaps for one raised hand

in the air like a cat's paw

you're moving nearer

to a universal colour

the sea

through walls of blue

imagining

you in a sea silk gown

a concert soloist dress

hugging your curves

like a soft cello case

like you were a musical instrument

in human shape

rising out of the sea of music

you're a scientist

a soloist trying to find the bass line

in the deep of denim

aqua periwinkle ultramarine

rising out of sound waves

in your silky cello case dress

with a silver bass clef

on your wrist

you're a seeker

knowing there is this

ordering force behind

deep ultramarine

you're listening for true bass blue

in the dolphins' quips

if you find it you know

so much is going to change

waking up you remember

walking through

walls of blue

listening

Vera Kelgart  (with window Lemuria crystal 'Harmony')

surveying

when you're walking

getting into a groove

half closing your eyes

moving your feet to the beat

it feels like walking inside your own heart

your bare feet barely touching

the ground

you're sinking deeper

away from everyday

imagining

you in a black t-shirt dress

with classic cap sleeves bateau neck

just simple cool summer cotton

flapping in the breeze

an oversized blackbird's wing

against your sunny legs

you've taken off your sandals

flip-flops made from palm leaves

carrying them in hand

the better to feel the earth move

because this is what you do

surveying energies

feeling the lay of the land

the ley lines and latitudes

with the soul of your feet

lines are drawn all over earth

common and confusing as dreams

you're walking the ethereal routes

the skating figure eights of health

the shapes of alphabets available

to the life force of the earth

you don't really know what you're doing

it's just what needs doing

like a riddle needs solving

your busy feet mapping earth by numbers

you're a blackbird's wing of power

in your t-shirt dress

afterwards

in the light of everyday

feeling fulfilled

having connected

energy and people

transworld

you still don't really know how

but this is what you're doing

surveying

Vera Kelgart  (with cradle crystal)  2018

mountain mama

preparing to daydream

curling up in your soft chair

releasing stress with your outbreath

filling your mind with clear air

feeling at home

in your own sweet body

safe and protected

in a heart-shaped green light

of the mind

catching the start of a film

imagining

your mystical twin

a girl in a poppy red coat dress

folk costume like

embroidered with luxuriant flowers

pearls and tassels the same fiery red

over creased grenadine red trousers

and rose red laced boots

her long black hair satin straight

her pale princess profile calmly alert

looking towards the mountains

for everything's coming from the mountains

gathering kids from the village around her

she's telling them tales

reading aloud from a spelling book

nursing their green intellects

feeding them the milk of human attachment

but always aware of the horizon

for everything's coming over the mountains

she's young

but in reality

mountain mama

caring for the future

will she be needing you

is your question

yes

she'll need you to be aware of her

to be seen by you will strengthen her

courage endurance stamina

staying power forever

you'll feed her the milk of human attachment

the strongest tie

is from heart to heart

like a rose red silk sash

of the mind

you wake up wanting to paint her

but for this you'll need another colour

the fiery red of not knowing

Vera Kelgart  (with record keeper Isis crystal)  2018