One day as I was sitting in the forest green
I felt a Presence albeit unseen,
it played with my curls
blew gently on my face,
rustled the leaves
took up residence in my space.
I heard a woman’s voice calling to me
a woman that I could not see,
She spoke to me loud and clear
I Am Elemental
I am a Spirit of the Air.
I am Sylph
I am Sylph Aware.
I am a voice from deep space
She said with a caress upon my face,
I want you to listen to the Sylph that you Be
and claim your inheritance,
some of which comes from me.
I am your existence
your most precious support,
I animate your very thought.
I’d like you to contemplate your Sylph within me
and plunge bravely into The Space that you cannot see.
Have Sylph-respect and practice Sylph-care
Sylph-esteem is Sylph-evident in the currents of the Air,
show Sylph-discipline in the eye of the storm and
embrace Sylph-acceptance as being your norm.
Come explore other dimensions
and Sylph-knowledge will grow
and Sylph-love will flow.
I am found in the breeze
and the howl of the wind,
I am seen in the clouds
and heard in a hymn.
I am a Sylph playing in Air,
I invite you to join me and Become Sylph Aware.
* from the Websters’ First New Intergalactic Wickedary of the English Language conjured by Mary Daly in cahoots with Jane Caputi
Sylph: n 1: one of the four Elementals : one of a race of Spirits who inhabit the Air 2 : a tempestuous, Distempering woman; one who clears the Air of phallic pseudopresence, creating free space
4 thoughts on “Sylph Aware”
as soft and smooth as silk – just beautiful Sandra thank you
gosh Susan soft and smooth as silk, thank you very much. x
Oh! Sign me up =)
only a breath away =)
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