The most vulnerable and weakest
in their moments darkest
can be transformed
into the most courageous

Everyone is doing something
but it's questionable
whether it has meaning

Only by our inside
can we be sanctified

Please do, please judge me
I've never claimed infallibility

Live
oh live now
ere the die
is cast-
evening
is setting
daylight
is fading
the heart
is aching
even beauty
cannot last

think not
of the future
set aside
all conjecture-
if love is waiting
there should be
no tarrying-
not responding
might witness
its dying

as you're reading
this writing
it's my wishing
that this moment
of glory and blessing
you'll rush
without hesitating
for the embracing

I'm writing
by the riverside
as the last beams
of the moon subside

I drift on
as in a dream
lost in fantasies
and reveries

I feel dewdrops
on my head, falling
my hair is all stirred
by the wind in drifting

my heart is torn and weary
lost love revisits and is saying:
'  Fate did not allow our consummating
   let the past die--so, with the remembering'

Many will find
my music
unmusical
untamed
defiant
of tradition-
rough
rugged-
not evidently clear
of resolution

but those
who understand
will stand by me
as I've broken
into new territory
as a brave mind
seeking
a new musical trajectory-
history
will not reject
but remember me!