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Friday, May 25, 2012
Water leads to water
Water leads to water
Look, rain is coming down
The Earth’s pores are open
It falls on waiting ground
One drop becomes a stream
Then rivers and an ocean
Evaporates then falls
In circular motion
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Love is a huge surprise
Love is a huge surprise
A random collision
Explosion of color
Already made decision
Love is taller than tall
And it's wider than wide
It’s a well-kept secret
You cannot keep inside
Saturday, May 19, 2012
A long unending sigh
A long unending sigh
A Sunday lullaby
And a slow moving sky
Here is a quiet day
Beneath a tree of green
I think of what I've seen
And what does it all mean
There's nothing left to say
Underneath a blue dome
Underneath a blue dome
In small circles we roam
Always staying near home
There are no answers here
So much is back and forth
And sometimes south and north
But always from the source
I'm lost though home is near
No longer in blue air
No longer in blue air
Inside gravity’s pull
Satellites and the moon
All in the darkness pool
Generations passing
A tree with unknown roots
My branch, it is ending
All flowers and no fruit
Snowflakes one by one fall
Snowflakes one by one fall
And yet, it's just us two
Beneath a winter sky
Twilight, a cobalt blue
With houselights turning on
No other footprints show
The scarves around our heads
Collect the falling snow
Thursday, May 17, 2012
I give to you gently
I give to you gently
But it should be set free
The butterfly in me
In darkness, there is light
Please handle it with care
And although I may share
It is best in the air
A wrong can be made right
Sunday, May 13, 2012
The moonlight is sunlight
The moonlight is sunlight
At night, the moon is day
And clouds, transparent gowns
Are worn and on display
And with its pull, the waves
Curling as they ascend
The tide is rising fast
But then goes out again
If only it were yesterday
If only it were yesterday
Although there’s nothing I would change
Position of the midday sun
Nor the trees would I rearrange
In the middle of space and time
We came together for the day
Beside the purple maple trees
That were planted along the way
Friday, May 11, 2012
Where is the moon tonight
Where is the moon tonight
It should follow the sun
I stand alone beneath
The stars that are unstrung
So lonely is the moon
I want its company
To grab me like the waves
And gently set me free
It's strange the foxglove blooms
It's strange the foxglove blooms
Every other year
Guess I'll have to wait for
Another summer here
I dream of its flowers
Tall against my fences
I'll wait for next year when
It fills all my senses
I push off from the shore (Variation)
I push off from the shore
Afraid of dark water
Fearful of capsizing
Unable to charter
So I stay near the edge
And the safety of shore
There's no discovery
Of something less or more
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Sure as the sun and moon
Sure as the sun and moon
On a clear day will rise
The Truth will peek out soon
From behind its disguise
Truth is sometimes hidden
All covered up with lies
But like the sun and moon
There should be no surprise
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Always the same knocking
Always the same knocking
The World is at my door
I've nothing left to give
And yet it asks for more
And should I not answer
The World, it will not cease
It just keeps on knocking
And will not give me peace
Friday, May 4, 2012
Our lonely galaxy
Our lonely galaxy
Is lost among the stars
How far we can see, yet
Too far to land on Mars
And photographs of space
Are in the purest black
Radio signals call
But no one answers back
A day born in ether
A day born in ether
When we mixed our oil paints
And delved into the white
No longer pure as saints
When the skies opened up
Out of the inferno
We brushed in full color
And touched the eternal
What if I had power
What if I had power
To control all of time
Past, present and future
Occurring on a dime
I’d rewrite history
And I would save the souls
From any misery
If I had the controls
Our years gone in seconds (Variation)
Our years gone in seconds
The center of my world
The whirlpool of our lives
Has fast become uncurled
The apple of my eye
Has fallen off the edge
Time only heals small wounds
This time, it is a wedge
I cannot give you hope
I cannot give you hope
Not even a smidgen
My hope belongs to me
It’s a homing pigeon
You must find your own hope
It cannot come from me
My hope always returns
Even if it’s set free
Alternating fingers
Alternating fingers
First yours then mine then yours
As we hold each other
Our hearts are open doors
We can paint the black night
With colors of our soul
We complete each other
Turn our halves into whole
Out of the indigo
Out of the indigo
And the bleakness of black
And into the order
No longer abstract
To firmly find power
And let hope have its wings
To enter the yellow
And the safety of things
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Let the sky have its clouds
Let the sky have its clouds
And let the clouds shower
I've given up things for
Which I have no power
And let the stars align
And let them guide our souls
I surrender my path
And give up my controls
I no longer speak it (Variation)
I no longer speak it
My old language and word
I have become the whale
Not understood, just heard
My old world is breaking
Though it may have worked once
But no longer serves me
My wisdom calls me dunce
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