Dina prays the Invocation and reads Scripture 

Invocation and Habakkuk 2

This piece is a musical offering to the teachers and allies who walk with us on the spiritual path. It honors the guides—seen and unseen—who share their wisdom, test our strength, and awaken the fire within. The sound flows like a ceremonial chant, weaving the presence of serpent, tree, and puma into a journey of reverence and transformation.

May this song be a reminder that we never walk alone, and that every step on the path is guided by ancient allies who light the way back home.

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I BOW TO MY TEACHERS
(original)

I bow to all my teachers,
my allies, my guides
who share their gifts and wisdom
and walk with me
the stony path up to the summit.

Ayahuasca, madre,
in the longest, darkest nights
deep in the selva
you stirred the serpent
from the underworld.
You baptized me
with Fire, smoke and death.
And I survived,
but shaken to the marrow.

Gracias, madre, madrecita, Kali,
for your teachings, for your gifts,
for your Love, so hard to bear.

I live now
under the crown
of the mighty Samauma,
Mother of Trees,
Mother of Life,
binding Earth and Sky
in her living spine.

Here I stay and learn
to catch the solar rays
and transmute them to matter,
to be in sacred service.

Gratitude to you, Samauma,
Mother of Life,
Weaver of Light,
that I can stay with you
And learn.

Then the puma came to me.
King of the mountains,
the path finder,
holder of Fire in heart,
bones and eyes.

My guide, my teacher
on the lonely mountain.
From you I learn
the fire trail
up to the summit,
from there, 
back to the valley.
With you, my fiery teacher,
I open a path 
so others can follow.

Gracias, Puma,
King of stony heights,
for awakening my Power,
sharpening my presence,
breathing courage into my marrow.

My allies, my teachers,
light my path,
protect me from horrors,
heal my wounds.
Guide me back home.

A
S

My Teachers, My Allies

”I bow to my Teachers” is an original poem woven with AI-generated music. It is both invocation and an offering — an ode to the teachers, guides, and allies who walk with us along the spiritual path. It honors the visions of Ayahuasca, the mighty Samauma tree, and the fiery presence of the puma.

A ceremonial journey of gratitude, trial, and transformation, this work invites the listener to step into a space where poetry, spirit, and music converge.

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I BOW TO MY TEACHERS
(original poem)

I bow to all my teachers,
my allies, my guides
who share their gifts and wisdom
and walk with me
the stony path up to the summit.

Ayahuasca, madre,
in the longest, darkest nights
deep in the selva
you stirred the serpent
from the underworld.
You baptized me
with Fire, smoke and death.
And I survived,
but shaken to the marrow.

Gracias, madre, madrecita, Kali,
for your teachings, for your gifts,
for your Love, so hard to bear.

I live now
under the crown
of the mighty Samauma,
Mother of Trees,
Mother of Life,
binding Earth and Sky
in her living spine.

Here I stay and learn
to catch the solar rays
and transmute them to matter,
to be in sacred service.

Gratitude to you, Samauma,
Mother of Life,
Weaver of Light,
that I can stay with you
And learn.

Then the puma came to me.
King of the mountains,
the path finder,
holder of Fire in heart,
bones and eyes.

My guide, my teacher
on the lonely mountain.
From you I learn
the fire trail
up to the summit,
from there, 
back to the valley.
With you, my fiery teacher,
I open a path 
so others can follow.

Gracias, Puma,
King of stony heights,
for awakening my Power,
sharpening my presence,
breathing courage into my marrow.

My allies, my teachers,
light my path,
protect me from horrors,
heal my wounds.
Guide me back home.

A
S

Ayahuasca, Samauma, Puma

I Bow to my Teachers

Some souls are born to walk between worlds — carrying the Light and the Shadow, the King and the Muse within. This is the voice of a spirit that cannot be split. This is ‘No Halves‘, breaking the spell of division.

A poem whispered by the Soul, braided with AI-generated music. 💫🤍

NO HALVES
(original poem)

I’m breaking now
The spell of choosing,
The burden I carried
From life to life.

I am man,
I am woman,
I won’t be bound
To just one half.
I hold them both,
Both stir in me —
The Light, the Shadow,
Emperor and Grace.

I am whole, undivided
Forever whole
Undivided

From the still point
of the equinox,
I descent into the darkest abyss,
to find there the hidden spells
that can summon back the Sun.

I am man,
I am woman,
I won’t 
be bound
To just one half.
I am will, I am flow,
I am law, I am delight.

I am whole, undivided
Whole
Undivided

I am whole, undivided
I am Light and Shadow,
Emperor and Grace,
Seed and tree,
Stillness and song.
Forever whole,
Undivided

A
S


No Halves

“Devi” is an original poem set on AI-generated music, created to sink deep into the soul and awaken the ancient rhythms of the Divine Feminine. This piece is both a mantra and a meditation, weaving words and sound into a spiritual invocation.

With its hypnotic verses — “Devi is Life, Devi is chaos, Devi is grace…” — the poem celebrates Shakti, the Goddess energy, the Mother of Worlds. It moves through life and death, light and darkness, chaos and order, embodying the eternal dance of creation and destruction.

The AI music transforms the poem into a cosmic soundscape, carrying the listener beyond words into a state bliss, devotion, and transcendence. 

DEVI
(original poem)

Devi is Life
Devi is chaos
Devi is grace
Devi is power
Devi is wisdom
Devi is dance
Devi is the smile
On an old woman’s face

Devi is Life,
Mother of worlds
Devi is here
Spirit condensed
Devi is All
Devi is now
Devi is ME
And I am her.

Devi is rainbow
Devi is thunder
Devi is ashes
Devi is fire
Devi is teardrop
Devi is ocean
Devi is honey
Devi is poison

Devi is Life,
Mother of worlds
Devi is here
Spirit condensed
Devi is All
Devi is now
Devi is ME
And I am her.

Devi is bliss
She’s the abyss 
Devi is marrow
Devi is nectar
Devi is snake
Devi is phoenix
Devi is dirt
Devi is diamond

Devi is dust
Devi is star
Devi is forest
Devi is stone
Devi is word
Devi is meaning
Devi is symbol
Devi is spell
Devi is the sound
Forging creation
Devi is rhythm
Devi is play
Devi is spiral
Devi is flow
Devi is now
Devi is here

Devi is Life,
Mother of worlds
Devi is here
Spirit condensed
Devi is All
Devi is now
Devi is ME
And I am her.

Devi is ME
And I am her.

A
S


DEVI


“Devi” is an original poem set on AI-generated music, created to sink deep into the soul and awaken the ancient rhythms of the Divine Feminine. This piece is both a mantra and a meditation, weaving words and sound into a spiritual invocation.

With its hypnotic verses — “Devi is Life, Devi is chaos, Devi is grace…” — the poem celebrates Shakti, the Goddess energy, the Mother of Worlds. It moves through life and death, light and darkness, chaos and order, embodying the eternal dance of creation and destruction.

The AI music transforms the poem into a cosmic soundscape, carrying the listener beyond words into a state bliss, devotion, and transcendence.

DEVI
(original poem)

Devi is Life
Devi is chaos
Devi is grace
Devi is power
Devi is wisdom
Devi is dance
Devi is the smile
On an old woman’s face

Devi is Life,
Mother of worlds
Devi is here
Spirit condensed
Devi is All
Devi is now
Devi is ME
And I am her.

Devi is rainbow
Devi is thunder
Devi is ashes
Devi is fire
Devi is teardrop
Devi is ocean
Devi is honey
Devi is poison

Devi is Life,
Mother of worlds
Devi is here
Spirit condensed
Devi is All
Devi is now
Devi is ME
And I am her.

Devi is bliss
She’s the abyss
Devi is marrow
Devi is nectar
Devi is snake
Devi is phoenix
Devi is dirt
Devi is diamond

Devi is dust
Devi is star
Devi is forest
Devi is stone
Devi is word
Devi is meaning
Devi is symbol
Devi is spell
Devi is the sound
Forging creation
Devi is rhythm
Devi is play
Devi is spiral
Devi is flow
Devi is now
Devi is here

Devi is Life,
Mother of worlds
Devi is here
Spirit condensed
Devi is All
Devi is now
Devi is ME
And I am her.

Devi is ME
And I am her.

A
S


DEVI is Life

✨ Two Grim Sisters – A Soul-Whispered Poem in Song ✨

Two Grim Sisters is an original poem whispered by the Soul, born from the shadows encountered on the path of self-discovery and liberation. It speaks of Vanity and Jealousy — inner ghosts that wound and shape us.

This song is an invocation, a dialogue with those hidden forces — not to cast them out, but to invite them into the Light, to transmute pain into peace.

It is at once confession and prayer, hymn and healing ritual: a journey from inner darkness to reconciliation, from the guarded chambers of the heart to the open gates of the Holy of Holies.

🎶 Let the words and music carry you — into the threshold where shadows and light finally meet.

TWO GRIM SISTERS
(original poem)

In the tidy chambers of my heart,
two ghosts had built their nest,
hiding in the darkest corners,
never reached by fresh breeze
or rays of joy.

Two grim sisters,
scratching deep caverns 
in my heart,
bury themselves in my flesh,
so I sometimes forget,
I carry their poison.
Vanity and Jealousy,
biting pieces of my heart,
draining my lifeblood.

Come out, sisters,
flesh of my flesh,
exiled in shame,
come to the threshold,
feel the breeze,
see the colors of the world.

Let’s talk about the cup
that cannot be emptied,
the Sun that has no
favorite children,
the music that doesn’t choose
which ears or souls to rapture.

I summon you
to the threshold, sisters,
to hear your stories,
to make peace
and change the script.

My sisters 
from the world of shadows,
powerful ones,
it is time to bury
the poisoned swords
that once guarded 
my uniqueness.

I don’t want to root you out
with blood and screams,
or stone you from the temple,
but to sing
to the unloved,
unseen me, 
until all the sour 
threads dissolve.

Grim sisters of my youth,
let’s open the Holy of Holies,
throw wide its gates,
for our brothers and sisters,
all children of the Sun

A
S

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Two Grim Sisters

Janis prays the Invocation and reads Scripture

Prayer of Invocation and Psalm 139: 1-12

✨ “Thank You for the Music” ✨
An original poem whispered by an enchanted soul and set to AI-generated ambient music that flows like light through every fiber.

This creation is an offering of gratitude — a tribute to Music, the voice of the Beyond, and one of my greatest teachers. Through its vibrations, I’ve learned about presence, healing, transcendence, and delight.

May this piece invite you into stillness and wonder — where sound becomes silence, and silence becomes grace.


✨ THANK YOU FOR THE MUSIC✨ 
(original poem)

Thank you for the music.
Gracias por la música.
Merci pour la musique.
Danke für die Musik.

Music,
healing mother,
soothing wave,
whirlwind that empowers.
Teacher of presence,
beauty, and transcendence.

Awakener of the sleeping Soul.

Music that makes hearts bloom,
drips nectar on the deepest wounds,
lifts the heaviness
from a life that’s unattuned.

Music that brings love
to every cell,
lures the body into life,
channels mysteries
from the beyond.

Music that unites us
in a common beat,
melts two souls into
one pure heart.
Music that dissolves
knots and shadows.

Thank you for the music.
Gracias por la música.
Merci pour la musique.
Danke für die Musik.

I offer you my silence,
my presence,
to fill it with your grace.



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Gracias por la Musica

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✨ On my journey of remembrance and awakening, my Soul began to whisper wisdom as poems. I am a poet of the Heart and the unseen — weaving words into soundscapes born of AI, to sink deeper and reach further. Each track is an original poem braided with music, a living offering of vibration and emotion.

✨I believe soulful art, especially music, can elevate consciousness, awaken the noble essence within, and help weave the fabric of a New Earth — a world where love wears many names and unity blossoms through diversity. This is the path I walk: a path of spirit, beauty, and delight.

✨My creations are more than songs. They are rituals of remembrance, transmissions of healing, and journeys through shadow into light. Inspired by raw emotions, archetypes, and the currents of the beyond, they open portals where Earth and Heaven, matter and spirit, meet in embrace. They are songs of life, beauty, and joy — the bloodline of the New Earth.

💫 If you are a seeker of your Essence, a weaver of dreams, and a lover of Life — you are home.

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