I saw him in the fields as a boy
And he was smiling
Such a tender youth and full of love
For every living thing great and small

The sheep were all around him
And each he fed out of hand
One by one, smiling at his flock
With eyes full of love
And a heart ever giving


I saw him in the market square
And he was smiling
The great teacher
And all those who follow him

The people did flock to see him
And he spoke to them and told stories
He taught the masses, young and old
I saw the shepherd king
When jesus of Nazereth came to market

I saw him in his chains
Lead through the town bruised and ******
Lead by roman jailors toward death
While all around the crowd was in turmoil

He never cried out, nor begged for life
He never moaned, never complained
Even when the raised him up, and nailed him to the cross
His only words were a dying prayer
He was smiling.

To be alone is not so tragic,
to be alone, and yet at peace is magic
but oh to be alone with you
That my love is magic meant for two,
For in this life are many troubles,
we both have more than just a few
but when I see the love that lies behind your eyes
My troubles fade from view
And my world is born anew.

Gather round
Perk up your ears
And I will tell you a story
I will kidnap your soul
Enslave your senses
My voice shall keep you rooted to your seat
And yet take you far away
To the highest tower of the darkest castle
Five stars right of neverland
Where dragons wait in golden caves
And knights with magic swords come to slay them

Gather round, gather round and hear the tale
Let my voice fill the sails
Of the ship that sets sail
For fantasia, far fantasia
Where prismacolor skies hang
Above the island hideaways of pirates
And the air will fill your lungs with fire
Fly away with me on the leather wings of a mighty wyvern
To the halls of Morpheus
Where dreams to shift and change and form
Where light and air and all things do bow to the king of stories

Come with me on a journey beyond the veil of time
To the place where they catch stars in silvery nets
And keep them in little jars to light the way
Gather round every one, as we begin our journey with a single step
A step called
Once upon a  time…

I am lost at sea. I have finally gone too far,
And lost sight of shore
The land is swallowed
And the sea reins
The shore cannot be defeated
And so the beach returns for all times
Alone between them the line is immortal

In a painted sky upon a summer day
or in the darkness of a ponderosa grove
in a barren river bed where at rest I lay
in a stony cave, that secluded alcove

Something there is hiding from my sight
something bright which is to me most dear
which shines with an unending effervescent light
and in the endless night it whispers in my ear

Whether it be in the woods, or in some desert bare
or in some other place I haven't thought to look
I know someday I share behold it shining there
and capture it between the pages of a book.

Remember me
Hold me in your mind’s eye, years from now
When I am far away from you,
And your days are full of other thoughts
Other faces,
Keep some small piece of me with you.
My voice,
My eyes,
The look on my face when we first met
I am sending this plea
To every person I have known,
Be it for a moment or a life time
Keep me in your mind
Keep me in your heart.
Keep me alive
Rember me
For I am so afraid to die

My mind is adrift

Waves of 3 am Lap at the shore of an isthmus called psyche

There between the seas of reality and dreams

Three shots deep and diving,

I drown my better judgement in a pool of fireball

Music blares, but the words melt as I listen

White noise in a black night,

One more drink,

One more drink

The fire in my throat is burning

Like the fire that purifies the gold

The old verses ring in my head,

And the pastor spits a sermon over dr dre’s beats,

A prayer in the dark murmurs through drunken lips,

And then at last track ends, the priest descends from the pulpit

In the deafening silence, I leave my drink on the desk, still not empty

I stumble my way to my oblivion

And pull the covers up to my neck.

Now I lay me down to sleep

And languid waves wash me out to sea without a shore

The nightly giliad of a lonely druckard

Sipping steel in an empty room,

And talking to the voices in my head

Lost on a road with no lines

Lost hold of the iron rod and see no signs

To guide me on my way

And so I float away on a magic carpet

Seeks the genie in that bottle with only one wish

The only one it can grant me.