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The spectrum of expressions on Anwaar’s face is

a testament how important his climb and achievement was.

The climb to summits of an internal and an external mountain was achieved.

Which comes first to unfasten, release the dead

and belief that life is a continual discovery, a faith, an improvisation

reaching the external summit  or the internal summit?

Beethoven’s Ninth.


It is a hero/ine’s path to walk through the dark nights of the soul

and keep one’s eyes and heart  wide open

accepting the responsibility of the vulnerability and fear

 of learning and discovering painful truths.

 Freedom, integrity, authenticity and knowing

you are irreplaceable and the verb of love and intimacy follows.

I know this because of my life.

My favorite book as a child was The Little Engine that Could.

It was my first ten years from body casts,

to wheelchairs to crutches to walking…

I flew and soared in my dreams and looked down upon the Amazon River.

I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.

Yes, I did.

And, God/Allah be willing.

And then there are the mountains in one’s mind.

I know this because of life.

To reach the internal  mountain’s summit once

one rises in spite

 of their frozen spirit and stony heart,

letting the broken blood flow,

breathing at every passage

 is faith in  mystery.

Welcoming a new life is to be reborn

in the transformation energy and elixir of love.

In Grecian times, a circle of laurel leaves was crowned on the heads

 of poets and athletes;

It was bestowed not for their external, public achievement,

the crown of laurel leaves was bestowed

 for all the internal, private work that made the achievement possible.

A crown of laurel leaves is yours.

Waiting.

I BELIEVE IN YOU.

You are not falling.

You are rising.

Rising.

Michael, Row the Boat Ashore

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gce7DDH-F0

The oldest published version of the song runs in a series of unrhymed couplets:

Michael row de boat ashore, Hallelujah!

Michael boat a gospel boat, Hallelujah!

I wonder where my mudder deh (there).

See my mudder on de rock gwine home.

On de rock gwine home in Jesus’ name.

Michael boat a music boat.

Gabriel blow de trumpet horn.

O you mind your boastin’ talk.

Boastin’ talk will sink your soul.

Brudder, lend a helpin’ hand.

Sister, help for trim dat boat.

Jordan stream is wide and deep.

Jesus stand on t’ oder side.

I wonder if my maussa deh.

My fader gone to unknown land.

O de Lord he plant his garden deh.

He raise de fruit for you to eat.

He dat eat shall neber die.

When de riber overflow.

O poor sinner, how you land?

Riber run and darkness comin’.

Sinner row to save your soul.

or

Michel, row the boat a-shore

Hallelujah!

Then you’ll hear the trumpet blow

Hallelujah!

Then you’ll hear the trumpet sound,

Hallelujah!

Trumpet sound the world around

Hallelujah!

Trumpet sound the jubilee

Hallelujah!

Trumpet sound for you and me

Hallelujah!

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