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-ASTRAY ONCE MORE-Dealings with the greater beings called upon to thee,
And in the midst of light and night thy will was given free,
And with that freedom of their will they chose to look beyond,
And from creator part they did to leave astray once more.
Became they did from wolf to beast and through the light they passed,
Changed their form so many times through lives and lives so vast,
But in their search to glorify their very will denied,
They lost the flame of love and so where doomed to live deprived.
Since long did countless eternal beings, fall from their high thrones,
And by the passing of an age they came to dwell as thorns,
Bleeding left was all they touched and everywhere they went,
Create did they of shadowed ghouls to haunt their own descent.
Behind them shut where gates and close they did their very way,
No light could reach to their fell path that of sun and day.
Their words became as harsh as storm and hearts turned all to stone,
Mountain winds they roared on earth as mortal as their own.
-THE MANIFEST OF DREAMS-Each night the shades are pulled and bed calls near for rest,
My aching limbs they humbly listen and fall to reach my nest,
The heavy weary eyes that see so much in days of light,
Tired from the trials of man, tired now at night.
They pledge their way into the heart of dreams of far beyond,
And wish a wish away with tears that shed on cheeks so fond.
Like warm a water, the tear it runs, from eye to cheek to bed,
The wet the pillow under me,
How calm it rests my head.
Moments pass it seems and how the light awakes me fast,
Of nought do I recall again so I humbly rise at last,
The trials of the newborn day how easily they stray,
My tongue so often does it bark of lesser things to say.
But shall the night come fall again remember yes at last,
Of all that really matters, of all the truth in us.
The eyes they fall and sleep away the body seems untouched,
Unmoved and hindered not the mind how it rests at last.
And last of all at last my all I seek within my sleep,
To be at last yes rid of te
-YOU ARE YOUR OWN STAR-Each fall I stood by the window's side peering into the night,
To see of all the dearest things that man can grasp in sight,
I wasn't always caged in here a place so dark with gloom,
And once upon a time I flew beyond the sky and moon.
I gave my wings a spread and let them take me far away,
In lands beyond the wildest dreams and places out of say,
The light of sun on me it shone in contrast to my shade,
And in the heat of love I'd fly and with my dreams I'd fade.
I knew not then of bounds and borders and flags that closed me in,
Lands that man would wage in war or loose his own within,
I knew not then of poverty nor how the poor would gaze,
At all the warmth of hearts and good beyond their desperate days.
But now I have here fallen too and I cannot see clear,
The stars I count to loose myself and conquer all my fear,
I try to find what peace is left within this faded heart,
And see the light of stars above shine through me like a spark.
I twist and turn within my sleep for long it has
-SPEAK THE WORDS-To speak you can't until the words you hear reach deep in thee,
Seek to hear the voice from deep within all those who speak,
Sea through eyes of light all bright or shadows may they be,
Seek to learn to understand,
What others hold so dear.
Eyes you have and ears alike but listen neither see,
Can you of what is told and shown from heavens over thee,
As night now falls the shadowed sky is lit by half a moon,
Within the breeze you sense the smell,
Of all that is but pure.
Feel in all your vanity the quicken of that life,
Of all that is on earth eternal and all that's blessed with light,
If you but seek to be thee true then true will be all those,
Who once you thought to plague by you,
And live with closed their doors.
Your tongue may yet at first so blister as it tries to twist,
And every word you think may how come out as just amiss.
But more you try and more you will achieve your deep within,
And voice as one be true to mind and let your lungs to sing.
It may at first seem all but dark
-CALLS OF PASSION-Tender was the touch he gave,
Each time to new hearts and to old,
He searched within the eyes of many,
But in them saw but nought.
He tried his luck in passions nest,
And called forth to the warmth,
Of many souls that knew of lust,
But few that knew of love.
For all the ways he crossed in pain,
Expecting more than cries,
He found yet nought and ego hurt,
He fell onto but lies.
The ego grew and served him well,
At first indeed it seems,
It helped him cross them out,
From his heart and dreams.
But how can all that we expect give back,
To us what must be ours,
He thought much more of love belonged to him,
And disappointed spent his hours.
It was but then he gave it all,
And threw his path away,
For disappointments grew in he,
And took him the wrong way.
In time the wounds they healed once more,
He called out once to love,
He found but nought but kept still on,
As passions filled him more.
Longer nights than days he crossed,
The journey was but slow,
For him to see past fear and doubt,
-YOUR LIGHT IN ME-I've journeyed here far and near where many come and go,
I've spoken tongues and seen the lands that tales don't even know,
Searched I have in all the hearts and thoughts of foreign folk,
Of all they teach I've seen and heard as preach they do and talk,
And as a wreck I drift away,
To seek for truths that I can see,
My life I shed my years in me,
But now I seek to live all free.
I crossed the skies from east to west again and yet again,
I've seen the eyes of warriors and those of holly men,
I did not know for what I searched within the veil of night,
Within the glare of kindled hearts and places all alight,
With knowledge not I drift away,
To seek for what my eyes can see,
Of ages passed I hold in me,
But now to live I seek all free.
And then the tales at last they reached my aching loss of tears,
I thought perhaps to find my way to soothe my wasted ears,
Your words they reached through starry nights and now do I recall,
The joy and vibe they sent in me and echoed in my awe,
-VESSEL OUT TO SEA-Oh vessel of mine so filled with joy,
Take me far to the ends of void,
Where many a dream they wonder to,
Take me yond the stars with you.
Oh vessel of mine so dear you call,
You know of me you know of all,
And seldom do I hear your call,
Vessel of mine, my dear my all.
Through waves to paddle together shall we,
Take me far take me out to sea,
Vessel of mine so dear I hold,
The dream of freedom deep in me.
Take my burdens burn them all,
Take my worries take them all,
Vessel of mine under the sky,
Take me far, take me high.
Around the moon we're bound and go,
Swim and steer to here and fro,
Vessel of mine to sun we go,
Vessel of mine to shine with awe.
I leave the unknown far behind,
And free my soul and body and mind,
I take to thee within the deeps,
And let you ride me far and wide.
Trust in thee my dearest so dear,
I let you journey past ocean and sea,
Vessel of mine I let you free,
To take me where my soul is clear.
Make each paddle each drop of rain,
To feed our hunger feed our pai
-ALL THAT IS BEFORE-Can you but look into the eyes of all that is before,
And see yourself and all you done through ages evermore.
For every single passing tick,
It's always been but there,
Now can't you see,
Can't you hear,
Your lessons calling you evermore.
The flame within that you gave birth gives birth to others too,
Many come and many go some for help or harming you.
And though you try your best you see,
How many work against in thee,
They ruin all,
That you may make,
Yet they are still a part of you.
Rejoice you do on every turn that pays off all your tries,
The efforts that you make at last to break through all the lies.
It is at last around you now,
The world that you created,
And through the days,
Your patience pays,
To the end of all the lies.
Can you but see that everything that has been said and done,
Are all indeed eternally written in pages one by one,
And all you said may seem afar,
But give account for all you will,
And when you do,
But free the truth,
You will but rise by sun.
-FREE WITH THE WIND-Love a thing so small it be,
Dancing swimming young and free,
Love a wonder how you are,
Many seek to find your heart.
Spending nights and lives away,
At bars they drink to you they say,
But few if any of they are touched,
Dear love they seek but find of lust.
Oh love it be such sweet a thing,
A melody for the flowered spring,
As stars do bloom within your eyes,
Give life again to those who died.
Stardust sprinkled in your hair,
Oh love dear love, so fair and fair,
With one but kiss you set all free,
To fly as one with winds and be.
Spread the wings of passions spent,
Dear love you fill each pain we bent,
And through your call true light may shine,
To bind together your tales with mine.
MercyOh sweet God how the grassland
ignites in moonlight tonight
I must thank you for creating
her tangled fingers' slow pace
through the handsome rain Her
trochaic kinesthesia to rhythms
in Stravinsky's The Rite of
Spring Is this how you meant
for us to love you Yahweh
Tumbling clumsily down hills
of sheets into perpetually
immutable silence I could love
you like that I think I've been
practicing on this Savanna
for days and months Lost in
her crystal canvas Rolling crests
and troughs And when she touches
me Oh fair Lord I'm dragged into
your city past Gethsemane's
pulsing green and gold
Please hold us together
under this luminous stretch
Oh Father We are live
unclothed Our reflections awash
with the skin of your sun
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