Jungli Some things cannot be explained; How I see the jungle in your eyes, Your sense that can foretell the rains Before it wades in on distant skies, Or the smell of your skin And it's power to take me within To the forests of your kin. How our journeys came to taction, In diasporic cross-attraction Amerindian piaiman fractions In a whitewashed love abstraction; How the tracks of the soul Keep fragments of old, Seeking to piece the whole. Some things cannot be explained; Why we are here together Revolving as two on this plain, What we are to learn from each other Or what we are to lose or gain; Some things cannot be explained. I hear them call you while you're sleeping, In each subtle breath you breathe; The voices of your tribe sweep in And rest endlessly in the trees Leading a path to your every place, I tag each trace, match the pace, Gather the whispers of my own Forever to find home In the temple Of your embrace Where reason is needless to ascertain; Some things just cannot be explained.

Under a Libran Sky Come soon, come soon We'll dance Under a full moon As relief floods through our spiritual bodies Like the return of lost tides to the seas. It's not about you and me Let's do this for humanity, Bringing renewal and rebirth Aiding our awakening Earth For all to feel and see. Hear my call, hear the call, We'll shower in the mild colours of fall, Breath winds to spread our joy to all And skate through winters cruel, Pinning stars in the sky Springing Together As one, you and I, Cross the constellations of our dreams, Hearts summer warm Each waking dawn, Gracing our realities With all we dare to perceive. A #poem by Mirabah Joel, excerpt from "Under a Libran Sky (Extrangelic Scapemix)" by Art Throb. https://soundcloud.com/art-throb/under-a-libran-sky-extrangelic-scapemix-1

Took A Minute... Took a minute To look at myself Feel myself My world and all in it, The directions they travel The direction we travel Wondering where it is In all this, that I befit. Should I commit To tolerance, Really feel The treading heels, The ground On my face And again submit For another piece Of me to split? So many times Too many times Before have I quit On all I have to give, Living without living Giving without having, Braving the cold, Cruel ways That don't sit With all that's intrinsic In my soul. To grin and bear it Like I've been told Will not complete me, Make me whole When I know I've got further to go Far from the solid Stolid wealth they hold And this wisdom In itself is richer than gold, If only others Could be so bold, As to let shit go. Each day I create a new me See things evermore clearly And leave behind Another physical binding Before me, But hold still For I will Listen out for you Across the distance, Beyond the time; The gift of your presence And the sweet resonance Emanating From your mind.

Rainbows "We are all different, each a beautiful and unique colour and in togetherness we make rainbows." Mirabah Joel

Changeover At times the winds change, Swooping low with soft blows And before you know The journey you go is slowed, Then falls the rain, with Whispers calling to rearrange; I was alone, Lonely without him Like the fight within The flame within Had dimmed, Helpless and afraid In a glum wintry landscape Reminiscing, rewinding The memories we made The sweet game we played. In the cold and crisp and stark We made home, we made fire Took in a tree Lit the dark And spiritually Journeyed Each and every piece Of our sensuality, Guided by the stars, Wise from the scars In our hearts, Rosy, warm and charged On the premise That harmony will flow After each renewal, Each intoxicating high, And each sobering low.