We lived in the music A thundering tribe Of nomads Living in one We roamed The land like Lions hunting elk Learning Feeling Understanding The cycle of Life— We lived as One We lived by The turning Season of Sun… Read More »We were People
If I had the words to speak I’d say heaven was in your eyes— I’d fill you with the desires of My heart I’d promise you more than A world bloated on greed or Stars burning beyond The realm of… Read More »Heaven in your Eyes
Of all the days that have passed None have passed without a quiet goodbye Or a heavy heart Or silence for the dream lost For when a day is gone We venture into the next With loss With death With… Read More »Into Today
My Love, I miss you beyond dreams Beyond the hope of Who we were Beyond laughter Beyond smiles Beyond midnight entangles Beyond unified heart beats Beyond forever miles Beyond all the stars in The sky that sparkle— I miss you… Read More »A Letter to a Former Lover
It’s been a long time, but here you go… Take Back We are silent We are strong We are one In lieu of Some We are weak We are numb We are few Inside The drum Beating hard Beating loud… Read More »Take Back
When day Dips down Below The ground And water Creeps up Through The tree and Shadows distort In between The visions of Life and The dream I’ll whisper The Word Silently I’ll whisper The truth Violently to Radiant with The… Read More »The Living Tree
Arms of the Son There’s a story in My heart Shifting Shifting Worlds apart Beyond The soul And spirit There Beyond the Message in The air I breathe The time and Space Between Engaged with Illusion or So it seems… Read More »Arms of the Son
I don’t Love her as A sailor or A fisherman loves The open sea I don’t Need to be Tested on A boat Knocked Around to Admire her In love I love The ocean from The wave to The beach… Read More »With Her
Our Water to Wine There is a sea Of potential and A land full of Greed and I find in between Is where My soul does Grieve With all We kill And all We war with Money in Pocket We… Read More »Our Water to Wine
In the desert of Oedipus At the cross roads of My brother’s deed In silence I speak In vindication for My mother Her voice flowing In my heart Moving in my veins is The Spirit of Her truth And as… Read More »Desert of Oedipus