Morning Angel original symbol painting by Silvia Hartmann 2003

Moring Angel Symbol Painting by Silvia Hartmann 2003

On The Other Side Of Morning

by Silvia Hartmann

Write me a poem
Write me a song
make it loud and make it strong
declare your future, yours and mine.

Fall on me in
in sweetest wisdom
words which float beneath the tides
and all we hear is waves
that rush and whisper
ancient knowledges
again and yet again
they stand.

You walk the shore
you walk to water’s edge
and those who know
they listen with their feet
their wing tips touching
tiny bubbles, foam and
swiftly, all that wonderment
is nothing more but here and now –

We enter there
and there lies grace itself revealed,
revered and so beloved -
oh, what can I say to you?

How can I call your name
in such a way that you will
turn your head upon
your slender neck -
skywards you gaze
seawards you gaze
the breeze is lifting up your hair –
ah, come to me
beloved child of stony shores
of lonely nights,
of summers that were never bright!

Now raise your wings and feel
the lifting, feel the rushing,
come to me my love, my only one!

Don’t heed the voices in your head
that tell you there is nothing there
that you will soon exhaust yourself
in endless search again –

My child of beauty, come to me,
steadfast your heart and rising from within,
the deepest hunger, longing, desperation
for your journey home to me.

I need you too, your youth and beauty,
I need your glorious wings to stroke my skin –
rise!

Rise, fly and close your eyes,
my call to you will bring you home.

Don't seek a lighthouse
nor an island in the stormy sea
instead you see
a mirror in the sky
clear silver blue
and that will be your portal –

I await you
on the other side
of morning.

© Silvia Hartmann 2003 

A comment from April 2023

The opening words of "On the other side of morning" ...

Write me a poem
Write me a song
make it loud and make it strong
declare our future, yours and mine.

... were the entrance point to a thousand poems, songs and stories over the years.

Like a magic spell that unlocks a different dimension, I only have to hear those words in my mind and I am instantly transported to somewhere, and all I have to do is to transcribe the experience as best I can.

It's even more than that.

It became clear pretty much immediately that you could say something else instead of that; indeed, whatever you wanted.

Give me something ...

Do you realise what power lies in that? What salvation? To just ask and be given ... something beautiful, something uplifting, something truly alien, and you can write words, or put symbol lines on a canvas, or let your hands mould the clay ...

Just recently, a week ago or so, I discovered a new variation on the theme.

I wish ...

I came across a social media post by an artist who was extremely depressed, talked of their mental health problems and how the drugs they were taking made them feel so disconnected from their creativity, and I thought ...

I wish I had the perfect words to say to you,

words of magic that would turn your mind

towards beauty and grace,

and a space

where the stars

are always shining for you. 

"I wish ..." is another variation on that original theme of directing the flow of creativity to make something that has an effect, at the very least on the maker.

It's lovely and simple, and I played with it all night, wishing many things and discovering more variations. "I wish that I could write a spell ..." included.

There is an unbroken timeline, or should I say, a StarLine that goes way back and includes the Heart Healing prayer which is now being enacted by thousands on a daily baiss through the Heart Position in Modern Energy. In time, it will be millions.

Morning Angel, and On The Other Side Of Morning, are a part of that StarLine.

I remembered this today, April 1st 2023, and restored Morning Angel to my personal StarLine, which is remembered in my art.

Silvia April 2023