Fear is its own kingdom
separate from god’s
when I hear
what those fearers
have to convey
I simply smile
and nod
and go god’s way!

I am not my story
the narrator past
obviously his suffering
was never mean to last

no one bullied me
they helped me forged a man
into a lover of life
a healer of the land

I have no regrets
no blame to invest
I’d actually like to thank
the universe for this test

we didn’t come from our parents
we were only passing through
I’d like to thank them both
for the hell that they once knew

I am not a story
trapped within a book
I am a poet
the past is what it took!

My faith is renewed by the forces of nature,
from her swirling winds to her raging typhoons.
The face of the sun shines life ever lasting
Her stars speak of love beyond the tomb

The earth is our mother, trees whisper her name
Our flesh and her soil are one and the same
Her rocks cry out and her skies hear the calls
Her rivers flow free as a serpent that crawls

There is strong magic in the music our universe sings
Such a small little planet yet what pleasure she brings
Of all these celestial spirits her body collects
Through an imminent source we all connect

So come lie with me in a soft bed of flowers
We will dream the dreams of kings and queens
‘Til we wash away in warm spring showers
And dine upon the wisdom that nature brings