Awaken but not treading,
the mind is unsteady
Easy for peace and comply
shy your weary eye
Time is of the essence
lust for calming presence
Alive and lying still
for the day was ill
Patter of the dew trickle the pane
shadow the wall and seem to stain
The day was ill though time was not

Soft toes imprint the sand like roots from an old oak in the warm earthworks.
Candy cotton gulf skies end where the ocean lies.
And tides roll thru in all sizes, the rushing water travels thru as currents rise.
The warm dry sand in the crevices of our toes crackle with ever step, then water quickly tackles.
As our soft toes leave the sand to open water we feel the free,  the wobble of the earth, with no bother, it holds us.

Oh yee he quivers,
As the ship doth shivers.
On the waters he travels,
by compass he unravels.
The journey to the land,
far away from man.
Not knowing what he'll find
but adventure in time

Music, true music, it speaks, it chooses, where to live, who to inspire. In your car or with you when your alone listening to your headphones. You know it's deep within the vast scenic bridges of angelic choirs in your brain it's a place apart from the abundant society. It floats in the air that we breath.  It sings from the paint within the history of your walls at home, and when we speak we create music blindlessly. Music is everywhere, Seen or unseen.

Let the promise change you from prying and seeking for reason not,
From fearfull to hopefull the dwellers in the land of none, bond a safe haven of trust and peace within
Then we will decreed a homecoming beginning your souls to travel in this direction for it is a new and weary way.

Stop feeling guilty for everybody. It happens no matter what. You care, love, and things are inevitable. Guilt never leads to any good, if anything you are haunted. Haunted by the sorrow. Putting yourself in the scheme of it all. Guilty not of a situation but of the inability to stop it, just a thought can send one's mind drifting to distraction and somber to and from nothing but a thought most of the time.

The love that binds us is more important than the power that we wield