Entering Sacred Fire


Entering Sacred Fire

Burning past blanketed fears away

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We enter the sacred fires — burning past blanketed fears away. Sharing stories of warriors — journeys into battlefields — scars left in the depths of hearts yearning for peace.

Crazy worlds remain upside down — locals and distant cousins showing teeth — gnawing at each other’s truths — claiming righteousness and land not belonging to anyone.

I to We — they to he — separation anxiety created on the foundations’ forward-moving machines devouring our souls — losing just a little bit each day.

Ye has not expressed enough of lonely spirit — entrapped in cavernous thought — waiting to escape the collective prison of thought.

Flames are burning hotter, higher, sky lifting head above the clouds — I to the shadows — deeper hidden truths awaiting — awakening thy spirit of ultimate oneness — peanut butter and jelly comforting down to the root of it all.

Jam on — sing out loud — paint another picture for brighter days.

~ Ani Po


Much gratitude to Diana C., jules, Spyder, Ravyne Hawke, and the whole Know Thyself Heal Thyself family for this sacred space to share songs of hearts burning desire. Vulnerable are we, strong as can be, sifting through self-compiling rubble within our minds.


Loop pedal activated, sharing this healing song. Interpret, discard or tap along with O.A.R. sharing California.


Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

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In Between Songs


In Between Songs

Anticipating coming fields

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In between songs
with anticipation of coming fields,
step-up — into the earthly plain,
exciting and reciting fervor and joy.

Heart cracked open,
like an oozing volcano
waiting to erupt.

Calmly returning
to a translated speech
from cosmos
vibrational existence
as it should be.

The story of mo and maybe fo,
birthing from an acorns nut
buzzing bees
pollinating seed.

Tuning in ‘e’ or was it ‘g?’
upside-down music,
transcribed for another time,
not yet played
in this chaotic world.

Favorite libation
raising glass high
singing out loud
casting shadows abaft
Mofo bros. holding a thematic dream.

Time for morning sun
answered tune
deeper the dig
excavating songs
ancient healing
circumambient.

Go about the day to day
executing songs
certitude functionality
servile and obsequious
familiar to the all in all.

Favorite libation
raising glass high
singing out loud
casting shadows abaft
Mofo bros. holding a thematic dream.

~Ani Po


Inspired by a recent request to write a song for the MoFo Bros., my mind spins words and songs from the collective whole. Expanding reach, further than comfort zone, I call to the spirits of all there is — asking for healing songs to flow freely through.

With loop pedal pressed, Fritz and the Tantrums playing Spaceman snappy tune, allowing words to enter the page.


Thank you Literary Impulse for hosting these words, Priyanka Srivastava, Somsubhra Banerjee, Nachi Keta, Elisabeth Khan and all of the editing staff for considering this heart-felt lyrical song translated into words.


Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

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