Be ye not conformed
the trivial things of life
instead, be renewed

Let us open with wine
The window of mind
Toward God's breeze
The sea of halcyon dreams
With ships of golden shadows
And pearls of dusky hue
Let us ditch compass
And sail the dark
In formless fleece of faith
Love is winking
Through the clouds
Of pride and spleen
Waiting
To patch our wounds
And dispatch us
To autumnal bliss
Hallelujah...

I have one thing
That God does not have
And that thing is NEED.

My self is humbled
When I see light arround
When I hear birds sound
When fresh air persuade
Its time you rise and join
Hands with the bands
Who just do the will
Of almighty and fill
Obediance and pleasure
That makes this world
beautiful
Permanance is created
By chain of trancience.
Its the beam of light
That creats this drama
Sounds and shadows
With silence and shades
Flights and blights
Strings with words
That is god!
My self is humbled!