It was tied solely at the corner of her left shoulder.
She was wearing nothing underneath.
She plucked the strings,
Of a harp,
The angelic sounds,
so perfect,
It was more than math.
This math quickly turned into passionate love making.
The instrument stood solid between her legs,
While her hands gently touched
the monochord instrument
with such sweet caresses,
they produced such sweet vibrations,
they electrified her entire body to the core.
A feeling so profound,
Her soul moaned with pleasure.
And in that very instance,
She heard her soul sing.
A melody of words which she desperately anguished to write.
They were so full of passion; creation.
A tune reminding her that she had nothing to fear,
For the desires and pleasures that were awakening within her,
Were simply memories;
Memories that were here to set her free.
And so, resolved,
she stopped for a brief moment,
got up, and walked over to the wall.
And as if in Ancient Egypt,
and so that her words would never be forgotten,
She carved in black bold ink:
“TO JUDGE THYSELF IS A JUDGMENT IN ITSELF.”
And with that,
She sat down,
legs wide open,
placed the instrument confidently between her legs,
and allowed the music to become her.
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Inspired by an Egyptian Poem called “The Harpeer’s Song for Inherkawy” from the National Geographic News:
The Harper’s Song for Inherkhawy (Excerpt)
So seize the day! hold holiday!
Be unwearied, unceasing, alive
you and your own true love;
Let not the heart be troubled during your
sojourn on Earth,
but seize the day as it passes!
“If you have all this power,” she urged, “why don’t you use it to get yourself out of jail? Do something!”
Only moments before he had been showing her how powerful he was by moving objects with his mind.
“I can’t use my power for things like that,” the old man answered, “I am here to live out my purpose.”
He walked away and went inside the court room where he was being tried for murder.
She knew he was innocent.
He, however, was choosing to allow his destiny to unravel itself at the mercy of the universe.
After several hours inside the courtroom he came out smiling, now a free man.
He walked over to her and stated, “she did her part. She testified even though she barely knew me, and she brought forth evidence that demonstrated my innocence.”
She felt relieved.
She was relieved to know that her sister had chosen not to hold any grudges over him; even though they had just learned he was their estranged grandfather.
She knew how her sister was and she had feared she would chose not to help him. The old man was a stranger to them. He had been gone their entire lifetime.
She had not expected for her to come forward, but was pleased that she had, having for a moment felt so so powerless with the inability to intervene.
And then, reading her thoughts, he looked deep into her eyes and explained,”I was at her mercy. We all have to play our part.”
“You see,” he continued, “each relationship is made up of two pieces. Like if balancing out an equation, each one of us must do our part in accomplishing our piece of the puzzle.”
He further explained, “I had to go to jail even though I could have used my power to influence my innocence. But it was up to your sister to come forward and do her part. It was her part of the lesson.”
She looked at him in awe. She could not believe he had been willing to stand still. To have allowed his future to rest in the hands of her sister.
Smiling he nodded and quietly said:
“We must each do our part to accomplish the lesson on boths sides. This is how we unlock the key. That is how we are able to proceed to the next level…..
Did I fall in love with you today, or was it yesterday?
As for here, we have never even met.
Was it in a different time, or in a different place beyond this universe?
Am I loving you right now?
Do we find ourselves currently together, but in a different land foreign to this world?
Flashbacks of moments that never existed,
I can still taste the scent of your hypnotizing energy.
I know nothing about you, yet I know everything.
Drawn to you, you visit and speak to me with love, but in my dreams.
The earth signals to us as our frequencies grow stronger, succumbing to each other’s desire to find one another.
Is this part of a game we both agreed to play together?
One where we decided to place ourselves in each side of the world, only to see if we could magnetically, and without a physical meeting, find one another?
Because what a wonderful feeling it is to know that you are in this world.
I Am Rainbow Gabby 