Organized Landscape

They met in the woods

To escape the machines

They were not noticed

Ignored by the digital 

A brief vacation from

The intellect's hunger

The woods were on fence lines and

Where rivers divide

The organized landscape

Of the eye in the sky. 

-Eve Featherstone

Treasures in Arrears

If hypnotism hijacks thought

From one realm to the next

If pessimism hijacks joy

It is an evil hex

If realism hijacks myth

Then magic disappears

Attention, myth and magic

Treasures in arrears.

-I AM Eve is One

arrears:  value that is owed and should have been paid earlier.

Release it Like Rain

Let it all scatter 

Let it all fade

Don't hold it together

Release it like rain

-I AM Eve is One

I Am the Mother of Your Soul

I am the Mother of your Soul.  I encircle you always just beyond the veil. 

Within your mortal shell you long for what I was to you before this mission of coarse reality.  You try different things/people to feel what I was to you.  When you are "alone" and you observe yourself devoid of interaction, I observe you observing and encircle you still.

Your mortal mother was the vessel who brought you from me to this mortal plane.  Much transformation occurred for you to feel at home here and yet you seldom do.  You miss her ability to make sense of here and now you are observing her life and understanding her as you reflect while observing yourself in these advancing years without her.

Now completed, you are a vessel for wisdom and stability.  You bring concepts from where I am to where you are holding a steady balance between her and I forming your own circle from which to create, reflect and be reflected upon.

I am acceptance, compassion, sustained comfort and I have confidence in you because you are mine again and again, leaving for what seems like a lifetime now and then.

I AM Eve is One

, 

I am Self Evident

I am self evident.

I AM Eve Is One

self evident - not needing to be demonstrated or explained; obvious.