hush, hush, hush a bye
while we sing a song
don't you weep
no, don't you cry
we'll help you
to be strong

we're the stars
outside your window
rainbow colored on your sill
can't you see the
curtain billow?
hush a bye now
child be still!

the night is
strumming us a tune
in gold across the galaxy
can't you hear
ol' Billy Moon
playin' his guitar for free?

the stars are your
warm blanket, child
keeping you safe
from chilly harm
don't be scared,
we've chased the baddies
you are safe within our arms.

look out there
from your high window
there is a light
that did explode!
it's a star that did go nova
O'r the sky its sparks strode!

why did that star
die out there, child?
why did it up and fall so fast?
because it lit up
so brightly for you
and such Stars
weren't meant to last!



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage

You put on your makeup
And your plastic face
Your big wide smile
And your social grace
You gaze out at your
Penthouse view
You're primed and ready
It's all about you
As you don your full length mink
You look in the mirror
And tip a wink
You're Gucci dressed
And designer shod

Don't you know beauty
is an inside job?

Downstairs waits your limousine
Goin' to Tavern on the Green
You meet your hubby
Do what's "right"
You'll meet your boy toy
Late tonight
You order dinner
Such style! Such class!
Only the best wine
For your glass
Your "friends" all love you
You hobnob

Don't you know beauty
is an inside job?

You exit the restaurant
To go to a show
Hottest ticket
Don't you know
Your hubby smiles
'Cuz you're on his arm
You're the classiest dame in town!

A homeless woman asks for a dime
You say get a watch to determine the time
You've given to charity
Such a snob

Don't you know beauty
is an inside job?

The beggar woman asks again
Your rich hubby starts to grin
"Gave at the office" He says with a laugh
You cut her off as she tries to pass
"Get a job" is what you say
She won't eat at ALL today...
She won't see a Broadway show
Heck! She has no place to go!
You smile smugly.
You hear her sob...

Don't you know beauty
is an inside job?

The beggar dies out in the cold
You're laid out, too, in a coffin of gold
She is comforted. You're bereft.
She goes to the right. You go to the left.
There's no respect of persons with God.

Because to Him BEAUTY IS AN INSIDE JOB.

When two hearts link
What can we say?
There's no description
Of this day!

When two lips meet
What can we think?
The wedding vows
Make two hearts link!

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!

To my my friend Mike Hauser
And his beautiful bride
On their wedding Anniversary!!

The Soul sings in
its highest range
when it must be heard
above cacophony


SoulSurvivor

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Plain and brown
Ubiquitous
Seen yet never seen
Like street workers
Or bellhops
Or busboys
Or homeless.

Scrappy little scavengers
Scraping out a small lifespan
In cracks of concrete
In city streets smelling
Of asphalt and skidmarks.

They hop along
Like  yesterday's newspaper
Or a 5X81/2 inch flier
For last night's bar-band.
Dandelion's fluff.

Outside of McDonald's
They congregate competing
With each other for
Hamburger buns which
Cling to cold
Half eaten cheeseburgers.
Greasy french fries
Which cause congestion
In their legs so severe
That they shrivel up
And fall off.


Yet God sees every one
Of them. Loves them.
His eye is always on them.
They do not fall
From the branch
Without being
Counted.

A freedom we
Will never know
Is their portion.

They are unencumbered
By the ground
While we are
It's slaves.

Their 🎶🎶🎶
Tells us we will
Always be thus.
We will  always envy
The soul of sparrows.


Write of Passage aka
SoulSurvivor
2022

Tune your eyes
to the vibrations of
Starlight and space mist.
Allow your ears
to become acclimated
to the dark.
Give your voice the
permission to address emptiness and echoes.
Void.
Void.
The Horsehead nebula
wishes to gallop
through your mind's eye.
The light you see
in the Darkness
is the light perceived
by the Angels
at the beginning of time.
Black holes are
Stars gone Nova in photographic reverse.
Come, you children
of dust.
See with your
auditory senses.
Hear with your tongue.
Sing with your hands
as they flutter as
white doves
in the dance of mortality.
Then you will
come to know

the soul of space.

hush, hush, hush a bye
while we sing a song
don't you weep
no, don't you cry
we'll help you
to be strong

we're the stars
outside your window
rainbow colored on your sill
can't you see the
curtain billow?
hush a bye now
child be still!

the night is
strumming us a tune
in gold across the galaxy
can't you hear
ol' Billy Moon
playin' his guitar for free?

the stars are your
warm blanket, child
keeping you safe
from chilly harm
don't be scared,
we've chased the baddies
you are safe within our arms.

look out there
from your high window
there is a light
that did explode!
it's a star that did go nova
due to system overload!

why did that star
die out there, child?
why did it up and fall so fast?
because it lit up
so brightly for you
and such Stars
weren't meant to last!



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage