singing to the body

feeling restless

you’re longing to make a difference with textiles

but how

searching your heart’s horizon

for white sails or splashing whales

sighing

rolling across your bed on your yoga bolster

a small black hankie of silk

soothing your physical eyes

looking into your storage of visual feelings

drifting on dreamy dusk

you suddenly stop -

imagining

your mystical twin

young blond barefoot petite priestess

in a crocheted singlet

and floor-length crocheted lace skirt

all in pale sky blue antique style

her earrings long twinkling tassels

she’s chanting

not a melody but abstract life-giving

metamusic not for the mind

but for the body

she shows you a film

of people spreading in all directions

over rocks and plains

chanting their bodybuilding tones

spreading their song across the land

and out to the sea

your twin is telling you with her mind

what’s happening while she’s singing

we listen to our body’s voice

translate it into freestyle song

adjusting the song to the body’s grid

the soft jewel order

of water nutrients spirit

singing to the body we’re helping our bodies

and our people to keep in good health

and you know in a flash

you can do this

with textiles and colours instead of your voice

because the body needs many songs

to feel loved

the body also needs visual impressions

it’s just another form of chant

it’s just another tonal love song

your mystical twin then gives you

a wrap-around dress fiery red

a big silk chiffon sheet

you could use it like singing to the body

a textile song

swinging big scarves or veils like flags

walking or running on grass or sand

and into the water

people could do this

while you’re still listening

you’re suddenly back on your bed

all alight with this new idea

making big silky sheets

and smaller ones for the kids

but you’ll start with one colour

the colour of your twin’s priestess dress

a pale summer sky blue

but transparent so you can see

the real sky through

for singing to the body with peace

later you’ll find the fiery red silk

the gift from your twin

and make a collection

for singing to the body with passion

Vera Kelgart  (with smoky iron-included Isis elestial crystal)  2020

rise and shine

you’ll try to meditate anyway

even with the alphabet kids

from your workplace still haunting

your brain and heart

stretching out on your bed

trying more fully to breathe

till there’s dark green forest 

behind your eyes

creating your own space

imagining

you standing in a night forest

but it’s a clear night

doodling patterns on your thoughts

your simple dress is loose

woven from cotton and linen

but in the rare sacred colour 

of gold ochre

embroidered tone in tone

you’re not sure you even knew

this colour existed

gold ochre

the gold looking surprisingly bold on you

giving you a feeling of abundance

like you’re possessing inner riches

in the dark green forest

looking around you

walking through tall grass

becoming aware of a movement

in the air like bubbles

flowing from your dress

they seem to be made from gold filigree

but far more ethereal

ascending like miniature spaceships

seeming to emanate

from the gold in your dress

following your thoughts

you’re thinking of the alphabet kids

visualizing their faces

and more gold filigree bubbles

are born and airborne

you know intuitively

they’re teaching materials

but you can’t imagine how

do you need to dream them

for them to exist

or are they symbols to access

in the day world also

will the children be able to see them

or will they just heal something

in their brains and hearts

you’re watching them sailing

high on the waves of morning

then disappear like starships

when day breaks

smiling leaving behind

the shimmering magic morning

you rise and shine

you know you need to learn more

Vera Kelgart  (with smoky window Isis crystal)  2020

Christmas walking

the stars are out already

it’s getting dark so early

you’re reaching for a pillow

falling on your bed

closing your eyes

sensing an energy heart

drawn around you with a light pen

just like scribbling on the night sky

with a shooting star

arranging your body into savasana

imagining

you in an outsized orange

that’s your first impression

but of course it’s a ballooning puffer

a jacket made from recycled polyester

and some soft angel feathers

so you have to smile

resting like a healthy baby

in a puffy papoose

like an embrace

your arms tyre-like voluminous

but then you’re just walking

the streets of the dark city

spreading this mandarin winter’s grin

like vitamins

everybody’s pointing and smiling

everybody’s reaching for

this pret-a-porter

joy in the air

in a sense you’re Christmas walking

enlightening them

about gifts to come

waking some time later

you know you want to wear

that orange puffer jacket

in the darkest stretch of winter

under shooting stars

you want to carry joy and share it

in the streets of winter

spreading it like shooting stars

feelig a rush of good health

you’re jumping up to prepare

a hot meal for yourself

Vera Kelgart  (with self-healed Isis crystal ‘Astra’) 

galaxy girl

feeling the earth carrying your weight

deep beneath

the bed

the floor

the house

trusting the earth with yourself

getting a little bit lighter while

breathing light

floating on a stream of consciousness

close to the coast of sleep

gone for a moment

then

imagining

your mystical twin

a galaxy girl you’re told

dressed in the deep hue called midnight

not black not blue

the universe is her maxi coat

her turned up collar star-struck

her shoulders and sleeves criss-crossed

by trailing comets

the highways of heaven running

down her universal coat

she says the stars are the answer

I’m running a star train bringing

the lights of night

to earth as ideas

for solutions

you can read them by numbers she says

in the great constellations

her colour is your long-lost

colour of inspiration

midnight

to wear it you must be rooted

in the universe not in earth

so mostly you gave up and chose

navy or black

you’re sensing she’s genuine

a real starlink

smiling at you with bristling hair

scrunched up on top of her head

with an asteroid belt

but her soft teenage features

defenceless her rosy-cheeked bloom

paling in earth’s early morning

afraid she’ll fade

you’re getting the message

she needs the company

of teens like herself

earth children boisterous

benign but without

her delicacy

you say come with me

I’ll facilitate

come and meet the earth kids that care

then you fall asleep

in the morning you decide

to go back to teaching

Vera Kelgart  (with self-healed Isis crystal ‘Astra’)  2019

human dolphin

near sleep

sensing you’re by the sea

with limbs and breath sun-soaked

feeling the sun on your eyelids

warming through your mind

filling your lungs

expanding

exhaling

a tall auric heart rising

above your resting form

fragments of thoughts fading

into shades of nourishing dreams

imagining

your mystical twin

dressed in the sea and his golden heart

speeding through the surf

with sunshiny eyes smiling

from another realm angelic

both human and delphinic

sky and ocean uniting

to build him a puff-sleeved

jumbo joy of life spacesuit

for use in the sea blue

sparkling non-plastic

biodegradable

idealistic

dazzling and jumping

he’s guiding you along

the longitude of waves

pushing you gently

performing his water show

to keep your spirits high

coming to the rescue

a psychic paramedic

listening assessing

your need for help and guidance

the two of you can talk

sea-speak marine

quirky dolphin thoughts

received by the outer reaches

of each other’s mind

this is your wavelength

you can always tune in

he’ll bring you safely to land

coming to the rescue

bringing love and friendship

thalassic compassion

in his sparkling dolphin smile

you wake up feeling protected

by a human dolphin

there’s an image

before your inner eye

of a big light shining

through his white cotton t-shirt

his golden helper’s heart

Vera Kelgart  (with self-healed double dolphin crystal)  2019