A member of our spiritual family in Australia composed the below poem on Solstice. We are privileged to share it with you here! Note the reference to Arcturian Commander Quantamo and the request to demolish 5G. The power of this poetic piece speaks volumes.
ULURU
Great crimson rock
Long have you kept
your silent vigil;
Anchoring our planet
To the sun.
Bathed in its light,
Sometimes dull red
Sometimes bright tangerine
Dark violet, ochre yellow
or chocolate brown.
And whoever witnesses
That incredible sight,
That mysterious fiery glow
Which mirrors the setting desert sun
For a few moments
On rare and unpredictable occasions,
Will forever know
You are a sacred monument
To light,
and life,
and love.
For you now,
Amazing monolith of living stone
The audible silence of the sand hills
Has returned.
Gone are the tramping boots.
Gone are the climbers’ guide rails.
Gone are the crowds of
Suburban “mountaineers”
That marched across your face
And “conquered” your highest peak!
On that very evening of that day,
Some say,
When the tourists all went home
And the rails cemented in your face
Came down,
The Mutitjulu people watched
Their sacred mountain
Cleanse its space
With savage lightning
Such as they had never seen before,
Nor heard of in their ancient unwritten lore.
The desert people trembled
With the shock waves
Of the thunder
And their fear.
Some of the old ones no doubt,
Understood and knew
That Kali must have lent her power
to Uluru.
It seemed the end of time
Was near.
Some say, the spears of fiery light
Were hurled far as the Southern Alps, that night.
Sparking the most destructive bushfires
That Australia has ever seen.
And even those whose skins were white
Trembled at that awesome sight!
Enormous craters
Mark the landscape
Of this great southern land.
And I wonder if it was Quantamo
That long ago,
Guided in three massive meteorites
From outer space
To rid the earth of dangerous dinosaurs
And save the human race?
For to this day, they rest.
Aliens, in a line perfect and true,
Kata Tjuta,
Mt Connor and
Uluru!
We are deeply grateful
For your timely help
Great guardian angel.
Like you, we fight
Against the darkness
With the light.
And while we struggle
To overthrow the lies
We trust that you will clear all
Dangerous space junk from our skies.
We seek, like you
Freedom of spirit – liberty,
The overthrow of tyranny,
And the demolition of 5G.
Magical mountain of changing light:
One day, after a storm had raged all night,
I watched a thousand waterfalls
Plunging down your mountain walls,
And rivers of water
Deep as my knees
Flowed out through to the desert sand.
And as I watched you on that day,
Keeping the age old law, the Tjukurpa
Sharing all your water
With the land.
Life-giving Uluru
I will remember you!
Graham Coombs Dec 2020
