The Birth of The Visionaries

Published in CoSM Journal of Visionary Culture – ‘Community’ theme 2014. Left: ‘Valley of The Moon’, Right: Excerpt from the poem ‘The Birth of The Visionaries’ with ‘Journey To The Valley’ and ‘The Solitary Tree’.

The Cosmic Seeds

A Seed
lays dormant
in the deep
Earthen keep

Not yet knowing
of it’s essence…

A Gardener of Spirit
in a foreign land
embarks upon a mission
guided by the light
within him
and a Father Mother
of great vision

To gather all the little seeds
who did not yet know
they were of vision

CoSM Journal publishing – theme ‘Cosmic Creativity’. Left: A digital mock up of ‘Journey To The Valley’ and ‘Valley of The Moon’. Right: ‘Creation’, Peace – The Feminine’, and ‘The Fiery Taskmaster’.

Like a beacon in the night
it reached out
around the globe
in streams of
living light
only seeds
from trees
with flowers
of consciousness


The Trees

A Solitary Tree
on the hill of life
I stood watching…

'The Solitary Tree' was envisioned at 'Crows Nest' - Historic Village of Silverton NSW...on the edge of Mundi Mundi Plains. Influenced by the Flora and Fauna of 'The Living Desert'.
‘The Solitary Tree’ was envisioned at ‘Crows Nest’ at the historic village of Silverton NSW, on the edge of Mundi Mundi Plains. Influenced by the Flora and Fauna of ‘The Living Desert’.

A place to stand
on ancient land
near creation

Earnestly paving a way
despite what some say
I must follow my own bliss
or we
may all go amiss

Vein of stars
in blood courses
taming elemental

Chemistry’s arc
lights a spark
a far horizon

Over yonder
the abyss
I pondered
why I felt so akin
to an ancient
flowering tree…


Decay and Healing

A solitary tree
on the hill of life
I stood
as nature’s assistant…

Deep purple
reverent hymn
was building in
heavily saddened sky
where poets and ravens fly

Companion piece to 'Valley of The Moon'. This painting encapsulates the experience of rebirth and Self Realization.
Companion piece to ‘Valley of The Moon’. This painting encapsulates the experience of rebirth and self realization.

stones of ages
hindered healing
of human races
The drought persisted
as they resisted

A long shadow thin
final sunset dimmed
the dark night closing in
he trembled as he read

And then
the light within
the words
of bliss…
drought’s weary brow
turmoil’s sorry growl
crumbling to a softer grin

And the thunder
of a lonely death’s din
released its grip
and he let go!

A chorus of
resonant joy
an out pouring
of flooding rain

And sighing seeds
of healing flowers
thought to be extinct
could finally drink…


Valley of The Moon
The Great Cosmic Union of Grace in The Valley of The Moon. Divine FatherChildMother. Father speaks intuitive wisdom of Mother to guide The Divine Child to take first ‘Lessons In Flight’. The courageous Spirit takes the leap of faith above the abyss of the unknown…a surrender. This is a creative process that is a spiritual practice.


A solitary tree
on the hill of life
I stood

When Faith
the sweetness of a bird
landed on my heart’s bower
It sensed the light
before the dawn
and began to sing!

I looked up!
to hear
the calling

in the living light
I felt
the coming
new rain on earth
I smelt

Rising up
and striving
out of the Earth
through the cages
and stones of ages

To emerge
dawn awakens

And healing flowers
like the children
lean out for the sun’s
radiant love

One seed
now takes root
well planted in truth
becomes many…


Creation (two)
And ‘Creation’…This is The Birthing of The Visionaries. Realization of The Source within through dissolution of ego, allowing a sacred re-birth. I painted this piece at the peak of The Spiritual Journey during my studies with my Guru from 1992 – 1999.  See The Triptych, 1. ‘Peace – The Feminine’ (self portrait), 2. ‘Creation’, and 3. ‘The Fiery Taskmaster’ – (portrait of my Guru/Art Master)


And on that
first eve
the shimmering light
of moon’s oracular splendor

For years I tried to hide from you
too shy to show my face

Your sun so bright
it was blinding

here I stand
with open hand

No longer in
fright’s flight
fists clenched and fighting

And there you stand
on the precipice of mind
looking into my Soul

The veil of night
has been lifted
Nurture is gifted…


The Flowering

Before them
a collective river
a mirror…
A divine feminine presence
re-birthing self
and others
beside her
A divine masculine presence
protective nature’s assistant
sustaining sacred space
for birth of
divine grace

The free flow
energy of love’s
tender heroic kiss

melts us all
into bliss

A portal of peace

to a mysterious place
gently opens
The great cosmic union
of grace
gives birth
A New World
A divine child
takes first lessons in flight

In a valley of the moon
where Gondwana blooms
the rivers of life
are flowing…

Voice, Poem and Paintings
© Chandrika Steinhardt 2014

Music © double hElyxir 2015