I'm glad to be a rose
Filled with beauty and grace
It makes me very happy
To be on display in a vase

I come in many colors
Red, pink and yellow
I make the girls happy
When given by a fellow

I come in different shapes
In many different sizes
Some people grow me
And try to win prizes

My aroma intoxicating
So delicate and sweet
Sometimes in your bath
Other times at your feet

I'm happiest in the garden
Growing wild and free
Reaching for the sunlight
Giving pollen to the bee

Listen
Technicolor dream screen
Conditioned glob of a thing,

Synchronicity / listen / close
                                                 Electric sanity

All a pulse a puzzle
Abuzz in wandering  wonder
(In the brain)

Explosive rain / pains:
Alight
Each breaking bone
Thunder loud
Razor-heat bullet hole

You are mind
Always a flight
Even in respites' malingering
Wight
Ghosts
Living machinations
                            Of physical information
Kept / Wept
Even in plundering / times

Deformity

It is difficult to hear you
In the dark vale / veil shrouds
Truth...

Listen to all the pandering /
Crimes :
Symptomatic cacophony
Like pixelatious chaos
Snow of black & white

Void of hi-def depth
Just a box of a skull / **** tube / (blight)

Still flesh heavy
In the silt of reality's sleights

Conditioned for numb
To naught care / less aware
Chewing gum

As the wilderness from without
Floods
Cantankerous / gelatinous
Countries of grey
Matter
Overwhelming mind

Rather than mind over
                                Thought to spontaneous
Flame
Create universe
In your vox cave

So listen closer now
Such multitudes of crave
Life,ride focus to rife clarity
Imagination & knowledge - just the same
As sane and
Obtuse / for Over- use /
Voracity...


I am you
And you are I

I am the fire
Magic in the eye

If we are one
And one are we
Shed light in this space
Mountain / that is mine

Seeing is knowing
Stay true to thine
                     For you are mind
Technicolor wisdom now

Awake

No longer dead or blind /
Listen, no word need spat
This is the beginning of all that

We are infinite

Music
I hear You at last...

No enemy minds
Listen.

we
listened
to
the hum of
the
stars at night
where
fireflies glow
with
their
orange light

How wonderful you are Lord
That you made the stars in the sky
Like a lamp to an endless path
Like a thousand daffodils in a field

How wonderful you are Lord
That you made the vast oceans
Deep within are billion mysteries
A thousand stories not yet told

How wonderful you are Lord
That you made human, man and woman
Was perfect and free of will
But was lost, as sin began,

How great you are Lord!
For love was demonstrated at the cross
Gave Your only Son to save me
By grace, through faith, in Christ alone

.

*If I call to you,
above the crashing waves
boisterously gathering
on a rocky coastline,
like a trumpet in the mist
cutting through the fog
signaling a safe passage
to my heart,

do you hear me?

If I send out echoes
of promises made
and lifeline affections,
floating as a buoy,
a vessel of desire
reaching for you
on these stormy seas,

can you hear me?

If I am left stranded, marooned
in the silence of my tears
alone, without you
on a desolate island where
seashells have no names and
tides retreat from the sorrow
of my broken heart, pleading for you,

will you hear me,

please?