-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.
-WITHIN ONE MOMENT-Of how I came to meet your face,
So clear I do recall,
And now I count the days that pass,
Patiently in awe.
My journey's end before me swept,
To know of love at last,
For all your grace it freed my soul,
Within the moment's grasp.
And in the night so unaware I knocked up to your door,
And from within you came to greet and sweep me off the floor.
At first sight I felt the peace,
With which The Great build dreams,
Still unaware so calm I felt,
By your side it seems.
Expectations I had nought,
But just a weave of hope,
Deep in heart your smile pursued,
And so it is my soul you stroke.
Still unaware I left that night so happy of the meet,
And slept the night away with calm and peaceful cheerful feet.
Indeed I was bewitched at once,
In your first glance I fall,
Into your loving arms I swept,
And left behind my all.
Anew the visions of a man,
Stronger than before,
You made my presence dance with wit,
So I can be much more.
For in your eyes I seek to be the best that I can be,
Not to lure yo
-KOHELLEA-The winds bring tidings from far ashore,
The washed up dreams of song and lore,
With scents familiar,
From memoirs known,
They speak to us no less yet more.
They blow away her hair so fair,
With ghastly a breeze and mellow fresh air.
The old they dwell so deep within,
The young grow forth till journeys begin,
The sorrowful have longed to see as they perish,
The bliss all miss the days they would cherish,
To pines in plains or mountains cold,
That have but long to sing,
To palms with glee that dance by sea,
What a twist of joy they bring.
The heart now swimming in the oceans between,
Of all we seek, both out and in,
To a face we call her name now remembered,
So beautiful a sight so tender and thin.
Ships have lost their course in her,
To seek for treasures and sank in despair,
As endless ripples cover her limbs,
Her curves joined now by isle-like streams.
Flying over the waters below,
Fleeing from a past to a future unknown,
Heeding to cross the waves of time,
Seeking, flying, soaring h
-AND THUS YOU CAME-The night would fall and you would come,
Like stealing in the shadows from the morning sun,
Your hair would flow in the gustily breeze,
And mermaids swam in your godly tears.
Shouldering your fears and doubts you would,
You'd open your heart from pain to wound,
Through the night your soul would mutter and tell,
As ghastly shadows over your figure fell.
The golden moonlight lit up your hair,
And as pretty as you where all young and fair,
You stole the light within your eyes,
So deep they where beyond sea and sky.
And thus you came from a past so old,
And thus you crawled from a shadow so small,
And thus you came through peril and flame,
And thus I saw in you both drought and rain.
For night may seem was by your side,
Though ticking still the hours run,
The sun awoke and soon would rise,
And quickly to and fro you spun.
For nought to fear I'll wait again,
My stealing love for one moment to spend,
It matters not your reason why,
Nor the tears for you to shoulder and cry.
For nought to fea
-BOY BY THE MEADOW-Pretty flowered sprinkled spring,
By flower bed and cottage sings,
Dearest clouds spread here and there,
As rays of sun fall everywhere.
It was but she that called to he,
It was but she that searched for love,
It was but dreams so old and free,
That set her footing astray once more.
Dancing like a butterfly, hopping by the warm,
The flourished green and flowered spring,
A young girl far from home.
By the meadow she would skip,
So young a soul so still asleep,
Materialising her very last breath,
Passing to life from one past death.
Now alive and young and free,
Sweet as a fairy winged she'd be,
Calling forth into the plain,
So voice may reach past doubt and pain.
She sheds a tear for loss of love,
Wonders still to find a path,
What a world so drenched with drought,
To which she's born to fear and doubt.
She calls in shadows, no one hears,
She calls in echoes, no one sees,
She reaches far but not within,
With all her efforts, all her tears.
Her darkness brings so much a pain