the roaming om
Ava Bird’s poetry
today my om roamed
around this hot town!
we went out of body and to yoga floated through the park and saw the sights from the third eye top o’ the intuition!
today, my om roamed across the country oceans, atoms and into far away places igniting light and sound, into the dark and quiet, but we need them too, my om balanced that quotient…
we also penetrated hearts in the immediate vicinity, locally this om and me became contagious, electrical magic infecting people with their very own universal vibration, your very own personal primordial sound vibration, my friend…
om and i got to walkin around this great town, holy mother earth, we entered the consciousness of our listeners, we wanted to share but had no expectations of returning om’s, only committing ourselves activating our own hearts electric cell magic and hope others jump on the bandwagon to sing and moan ‘OM’ we rode the spiritual super highway, this OMA and i floating on freeways, expressways, our community sponsored OM, OM parks om soup kitchens, pure organic and raw sounds roots and seeds, simply, our souls home, roaming in our euphoric moan, the freeway home, OM!
