The prayer of the shaman to the four directions before beginning any new ceremony, tuned to 432 Hz.  

Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, November 2023

Music by Evandro B Lira, Vintage Mutation
https://soundcloud.com/evandro_b_lira. 
November 2023

Words: 
I bow to the four directions. 

To the East. The red dawn air 
Sighing over the China seas, 
Blow the nomad trade winds 
Along your Silk Road, 
Your Bay of Bengal 
And swirling pyres of Varanasi, 
Through the temples of Tibet 
And the spiced Vedic lees. 
Bring Vayu's sweet sylphs 
To inspire our creativity. 

To the West. The deep Atlantic 
Heaves and tosses the merrows,
Your swirling whirlpools 
And drowned, forgotten reefs
Of mermaids and mer-men 
On high waves and farrows. 
Bring up from Lir's feet 
That purest of aqua cold. 
Sail it fast over the Irish sea 
And across the Menai roll 
To wash away our pain and fear 
And heal our troubled souls. 

To the North. Soil of our minds,
Your caves of quartz and tourmaline
And your blue melting glaciers 
Birthing borates from ice 
Under the Borealis, the stars 
Circling like glittering brides. 
Roll your satyrs and sylvestres 
Through the bleak Calanish stones 
Over the rivers, brooks and glens, 
To the oolite gold of Avalon  
It's Thirteen Treasures and gems. 

To the South. Cast your castanets 
Your smouldering salamanders, 
Your fierce Romany cantinas
Your red lipped, red hipped skies,
And your sultry, dusky sun-downers. 
When the frangipani and mimosa 
Whispers with exotic aroma 
And the heart promises ‘Soon’, 
Give us the southern comfort, 
The tango and the wild fandango 
To spark our dancing shoes. 

© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, 2023

The Medicine Wheel

Poet, author and podcaster on metaphysics, alchemy and shamanism. 

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