silver flute, percussion and word voicing: jhaffur khan azad darakth, guitar and bass: Joel Banner Faird

Lords of Livata

gnarled scars, buried traces

of ancient forgotten intefadas

crippled religions in Lignin wars

of nutrient capture and soil uproars

Lords of Livata

clonal cuneiform of beech

Each twisted twig each leaf

A testament to the unfurled

To the nonobservant out of reach

In this revolving world

Are we but shades of canopies

Only echos of biirds unheard wings

in the air of our empty untried minds

Lords of Livata

With your singular angular hands

linger long upon this forgetful land

help us re-join your Sylvan stands

Regeneration lies in our hands

Enough of maudlin marauding bands

Lords of Livata

call the crooked and akimbo

The every and the which way

And link our lingering limbo

to the mighty stories you sway

The musical annual growth is ringing

wind played bark and bird choirs singing

Lords of Livata

Gnarled yarn from old and broken looms

we read your notes and weave new carpets

To reawaken a new green within the lard pits

Of minds turned into antiseptic empty rooms.

Lords of Livata

call the crooked and akimbo

The every and the which way

And link our lingering limbo

to the mighty stories you sway

The musical annual growth is ringing

wind played bark and bird choirs singing.

-jhaffur khan azad darakth nov 2019