As I gaze upon this star-lit night....
   I whisper your name, so soft, so light....
        I say a prayer within my soul
              the beautiful dream of you I'll always hold....
                    within my softest heart
                         within my searching mind
                              this image of you I find divine.....

As I gaze upon this star-lit night....
    My love for you is all that's right....
        Is all that I'll ever need....
             Will lead me to the Heaven I seek
                  of brilliant colors, of love complete....

As I gaze upon this star-lit night.....
     I pray you, dream a dream of me this night.
            A dream that sets your emotions free
                   finding their way to me....
                      Feeding my hungry heart....
                          My crying soul......
                              My wanting to hold....
                                   The fruitful body
                                         of your heavenly spirit.....

Dear God, let me lay my head upon your lap,
upon your soft white robe,
when the wind is cold and biting,
and I have no place to go....

Let me lay my head upon your lap,
upon your soft white robe,
when the darkness of the darkest night surrounds me
and I have no hand to hold....

Dear God, stroke my soft scalp with your tender hands,
when all I do is cry,
from pain, loss, suffering,
which never answers why?

Stroke my soft scalp with your tender hands,
when I grow old and immobile,
when my name becomes forgotten
and my dreams become just dreams....

Dear God, kiss my heart with your golden lips,
when it becomes cracked and broken,
from the constant failures in life
and praise that's never spoken.

Dear God, sit me upon your strong knee,
when I come to join you upon your cloud,
and you whisper within my eternal heart,
how much I made you proud.....

Consumed by the fading sunset,
     Orange, yellow, blue.....
         There was a fleeting moment,
              I dreamed a dream of you.

Your beauty heavenly sweet
      Consumed my heart complete
          the angels touched my soul
              no need for sadness console.

I thank my God this day
     as the blazing sun slips away
          for your warmest tender touch
               for your love I love so much.......

I sneak a peek through the bullet hole in my *****
      kitchen's window,
steel bars prevent escape.
I gaze upon piles of worthless junk thoughtlessly
     discarded on the asphalt lot below,
where children run and play.
Momma drinks to another day's sorrows, from a
     fingerprinted glass,
surrounded by the colored bottles from yesterday's
     celebration.
I quietly walk to the living room
where a suffering Jesus weeps silently upon the
     silver-flowered wallpapered wall,
I swear sometimess he speaks to me in a whisper,
telling me,
"Don't despair."
Arguing voices cursing the misfortunes of a drug deal
     gone bad.
Break! The silence outside my living room's door.
Dungeon gray....
Heavy as steel.....
Countless locks.....
A piercing scream echoes,
goes ignored,
then fades....
I sit alone upon our dusty brown couch,
as Momma rambles on senselessly in the other room,
an alcholics tune.
I stare once again to the suffering Jesus hanging hopelessly
     upon the wall,
as the night draws near and the light as dim as my
     dreams?
I whisper a tearful prayer for hope,
within this ghetto's
gloom.....

I saw her crying as her tears puddled beneath her feet,
as the garbage cans burned in a red glow.
I heard music in the distance muffled and stale,
as its sound passed through the sour smell of burning
       trash.
She cried, her tears glittered like pieces of broken glass,
that cut through her smooth cheeks.

Oh! My sweet dear,
Please! Don't cry,
for I love you;
those tattered clothes do you no justice,
for you are the most beautiful woman I know.

Broken hearts can be mended,
don't you cry,
for dreams may come true,
even in the dark alleys where those who sleep do not exist,
except for me,
to them,
to you......

Oh, it's been so long since I've been able to prize my precious freedom,
      stripped from me by the beasts who feast on my hopeless society.
The thick darkness that surrounds me
has wrapped my wanting soul and emotionless heart in
     the heaviest chains
pulled so tight to block any light to enlighten me.
In a cell, a cell so small and barren of all human sound but
     my own....
The icy walls numb my touch.
I have prayed for the light of day,
but only recieved the deep darkness of night,
entombed with the dull voices that repeat in my head
of those who have gone before me in this hellish cell.
I hear the slight tapping of roaches' feet
as they scurry across the hard concrete floor to eat,
the small crumbs of my last meal.
I pace....without grace,
to the other side of my small hell,
hearing the cracking of each shell beneath my  callous feet
I cannot help to think,
how these small creatures long to wreak their vengeance
       on me.
No longer do I resent their presence,
I appreciate any form of life no matter how revolting it
     may be,
to help me to sustain my fading sanity.
I dreamed of the moon today.
I dreamed I stared into its silver face
for hours.....
only to be consummed as if through a straw in my entirety.
I was finally free,
Oh! What a beautiful dream.
Then I dreamed of God.....
I dreamed I heard his voice
and his soft sobbing for me.
I saw his loving angel standing beside me.
He illuminated my darkness with the warmest yellow
     light,
as vicious, cursing demons outside these coldest walls,
screamed in a spine-tingling chorous of undying pain,
electrifying my brain with total fear.
Their heavy chains were loosened from my dying spirit
and I was touched with sustaining faith
of the immeasurable beauty of God's endless love for me.
Oh, God, let your warm teardrops fall upon me like the
     pouring rain,
that I've longed to feel so long
and set my heart ablaze
with praise
for your infinite mercy
and love......

Rain poured upon my window,
the night Marie died,
but the moon shone bright upon all other windows.
As the night grew late.
I was awakened, by the heavenly sound of an angel
     singing a most beautiful tune,
         of Marie......
While she sang, the rain began to subside.
I knew I had to view this heavenly creature outside,
for her song and perfect playing filled my heart with so
      much comforting grace.
I glanced outside as the remaining raindrops slithered
      down my window like tiny snakes.
I saw the heavenly angel dressed in brilliant white,
with long golden hair illuminating the darkness of the
      night,
with a small harp of silver and blue gently cradled within
      her tender hands,
and for a brief moment, I saw Marie standing there,
        audience to this most perfect being.
She looked to me in a moment's light,
smiling the brightest smile,
the one I've always known her to possess.
She waved good-bye and whispered to me a sweet
      good-night,
as her spirit took flight like a meteor into the black night
      sky.
I watched the streaking orange light disappear,
as a tear like a brilliant diamond rolling slowly  down my
      soft cheek
sparkled as it dropped to the dusty wood floor on which I
stood,
splashing in a sound no louder than a whisper.
I breathed an empty painful sigh,
staring into the dark eternal sky
and with pure hope she would hear
I spoke softly this sad reply.....
"Good night! My sweet Marie.....
      My! Dear Mother......
            Good night......."