this one is for me and you,
when are thoughts are blue.
and soul is untrue,
only you can start new-
and go along,
simple and strong...  
like a bird in a tree,
singing about being free,
happily,
peacefully,
but, what about you, and me
what happens to we...
do we go on,
hang on,
not for very long,
do we wake up day to day,
with a smile on your pretty face,
we live our lives until death-
hoping we are buried in satin and lace,
hoping to find are place...
well it doesn't matter where we are
near or far...................
as long as we yes you and me are happy

this is my letter to God,
simple not fraud,
why is this the way it should be,
why can't this be easy for me...

I stare at the sunset-
thinking.......
why can't my binds be free...

stepping into the forest
there is a path withered, and torn
i no in my heart-
that is the one i shall take-
this is where you find the beauty
not the common way
where everyone strays
its the hard way, to build-
the strength for brighter days.....

still water is clear,
clear mind clear thoughts,
rippling water,
is cloudy mind,
cloudy heart,
cloudy soul,
to have no movements in your puddle,
is to take and remove your drops

all is one
one is all
to have something
you must have one
and to create one
you must start self mastery
one is the entrance to reason
one creates plethera
one endures all
one stands on muddy water till still
one who teaches cant teach
one who listens is the teacher
one who talks doesnt know
one who knows doesnt talk
all is one one is all
one will know
what one is tought