Lift Erth Rise

Cry The Blood, by Jack Baumgartner, 

photo from The School of the Transfer of Energy

i am erth poetry

Based on Cry the Blood, i am erth, by Jack Baum

For a soundtrack to this poem, listen to the last track here.

Lift Erth Rise

All rises on the rhythm of time

Eternity and hope rises

Lifts from the expanse

Manifests from the divine dance

And rises from nothingness

From matter strewn swirl

And darkened and watery deep

There, the Ghost hovered

Until all did rise—lift erth—rise

© August 22, 2015, Robbie Pruitt

My friend Jack Baumgartner recently released his album “Cry The Blood”, from i am earth, Jack Baumgartner. This is a heartfelt and sacrificial work of pilgrimage. The blood sweat and tears in this music cries out in beautiful heart felt harmony. This work is organic in sound and is simply beautiful. I am moved. This is music for the soul. If you are going to buy an album this year, well, this one has breath and life in it. It cries the blood.

Visit Jack Baumgartner at The School of the Transfer of Energy here:

http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

You may also purchase your copy of “Cry The Blood” from i-tunes here.

You may also purchase your copy of “Cry The Blood” from Amazon here.

Visit the webpage for “Cry The Blood” here:

http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com/i-am-erth/

Through the Windy

Cry The Blood, by Jack Baumgartner, 

photo from The School of the Transfer of Energy

i am erth poetry

Based on Cry the Blood, i am erth, by Jack Baum

For a soundtrack to this poem, listen to the last track here.

Through the Windy

In the gusts blowing torrent

I heard your whispers

And knew what they meant

The Wind blows where it wills

In the silence it stills

It gives shivers and chills

Gusts over the waters—A torrent
And all of creation knew what it meant

© August 22, 2015, Robbie Pruitt

My friend Jack Baumgartner recently released his album “Cry The Blood”, from i am earth, Jack Baumgartner. This is a heartfelt and sacrificial work of pilgrimage. The blood sweat and tears in this music cries out in beautiful heart felt harmony. This work is organic in sound and is simply beautiful. I am moved. This is music for the soul. If you are going to buy an album this year, well, this one has breath and life in it. It cries the blood.

Visit Jack Baumgartner at The School of the Transfer of Energy here:

http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

You may also purchase your copy of “Cry The Blood” from i-tunes here.

You may also purchase your copy of “Cry The Blood” from Amazon here.

Visit the webpage for “Cry The Blood” here:

http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com/i-am-erth/

After the Storm

After the Storm, photo by Jack Baumgartner

http://theschoolofthetransferofenergy.com

After the Storm

After the storm

The sun sets down

On droplets of rain

Falling off flowers

Trees glistening

The sky an orange stain

At the closing of the hours

The fruit of creation listening

©  August 15, 2014, Robbie Pruitt

The Face of God

It was a pleasure reading this poem, "The Face of God", at Quisqueya Christian School's annual Staff Christmas Party. Tara Thorn signed the poem along with the reading. This is a later recording of the poem, along with Hebrews 1:1-4, which was recorded at home the following weekend.


The Face of God

Once we walked in the loving gaze
Of the face of God
In Eden’s beauty paradise
On heavenly earth; on heavenly sod
Our transgressions made us outcasts
And dark winds blew us,
To the East, it threw us
The wind withered the land
The fallen outnumbered the sand
None could rest, not kings in their riches
Nor the poor with outstretched hand . . .
And the prophets cried out
The priests offered sacrifice and praise with shout,
And the kings waged war and decreed
Until it was clear, all people bleed
And silence deafened the people in need
Then the starry night came. . .
Wise men were called from the East
Back to their Prince of Peace
His star led them there
With gifts of worship so fine and fair
The Light had entered darkness
After four hundred years of silence
Broken in a babies cry
For all to live, who once had died
The Shepherds came with staff and rod,
And these wise men, to see the face of God
In former days, and in many ways
God spoke and now by His Son,
In these latter days
He walks again with His people
In Eden made anew
His face and their face; seen through and through
To once again walk in that loving gaze
In the Glory of the face of God
In Eden’s paradise
On heavenly sod
To be right again with our God
Heaven came down and intimacy restored
Both rich and poor have seen their Lord


© December 2011, Robbie Pruitt


Hebrews 1:1-4

“God, who at various times and in various ways spoke in time past to the fathers by the prophets, has in these last days spoken to us by His Son, whom He has appointed heir of all things, through whom also He made the worlds; who being the brightness of His glory and the express image of His person, and upholding all things by the word of His power, when He had by Himself purged our sins, sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high, having become so much better than the angels, as He has by inheritance obtained a more excellent name than they.”

Ghost Lake

Ghost Lake, photo courtesy of Michael Bixler, 

© September 9, 2012 

My friend Michael Bixler is an excellent photographer, artist, writer, videographer and “adventurer.” He took this photo, Ghost Lake, while on a hike recently and like much of his work, it captivated me and inspired the following poem by the same title. Bixler provoked me to poetry last November as well with his photo Late Autumn Epiphany. I am a huge fan of his work and am grateful he allows me to use his art as my muse. To see more of Michael Bixler’s work, click here, here, here, or here.

Ghost Lake

In shapeless void
Spirit hovers over water
Deep cries out to deep
Formlessness bends and shifts
Under the Wind’s drifts
Blackness and echoing howl
Swirls of windblown ripple and mist
Calmness emerges at burst of light
Disorder and chaos simmers
Blackness gives way to purple hue
The sea calms and glimmers
Shape emerges at close of day
Light dances about and shimmers


© September 9, 2012, Robbie Pruitt


"The earth was without form, and void; and darkness was on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters." –Genesis 1:2