Praise the flame, its magnificent heat
Fierce gold falls hot on fields of wheat
Seductive magic crowns the sky
Beautiful as a lullaby
Frames the meadows, bees and birds
Too stunning to be conveyed in words
Praise the flame, its magnificent heat
Fierce gold falls hot on fields of wheat

'Twas magic in the gloaming
That soft, enchanted light
That ushers colour out of day
Salutation for the night

I would leap at the horizon
Beat wings against the moon
Touch bonny rainbow on and on
Through which fierce fires bloom

This Love a treasure - it is rare
Conveys the purest urge
Brightens ordinary encounters
Which feel electric surge

Cascades through mind - through body
On faithful, sweet commute
A wonder transcendental
Love cannot be compute

There was a time immune to Man
Where Nature ruled supreme
Until History began
Which flattened Nature's dream
Love's lips sewn shut by tyrants
Conduits of evil
Whose strength the heavenly father laments
Estranged from divine will

Money was our downfall
Extortion made a virtue
Whose tyranny the mind appal
Corruption through and through
Night time of the species
Where darkness dwell and breed
Which swallows up the sky and seas
With vanity and greed

I ate my breakfast - drank my tea
And visited the woods
The spirits came out to see me
Trespasser - in their neighbourhood

And trees - like legs of God
Extended canopies
Under which I gently trod
In all my vanity

Their grace did move me - a mighty force
Against my little Heart
Ambassadors of Nature - proud endorsed
By Shaman's flying - magic dart

I willed the woods - to swallow me
As Sun - swallows the skies
For in Nature's belly I'd be free
Would let my spirit fly

And life - sweet life - bloomed all around
I felt it in my veins
Upon a bough a freebird sung
And anodised - my pain

Until we deign - to learn - from Trees
No soul - has claim to wisdom
They ancient as the churning seas
Of bright - immortal - season

In modern times that boast of reason's rule
Still vulnerable we are to elect a fool
I wakened to bad government, remote
After England's masses pledged a vote
Shrieks of a slogan of three measly words
"Get Brexit Done" did dupe the voting herds
Piteous brave Corbyn in decline
Tasteful, precious as an ancient wine
The fearful onslaught of Tory policy
Which sought to purge the masses by degree
Did find no opposition in crooked Starmer
Who represents another centrist drama
But for Desire of the left we battle, quest
As Tories lady liberty ******
Their tyranny doth inhabit rotten space
Alien to compassion of human race  
I dare not take a look at their cruel schemes
That crush and burn our heart's cry, its fledgling dreams
There's wealth enough in England to children feed
Yet Rashford have to fight establishment greed
His fight put warmth into my broken heart
Which lost all faith, the Tories ripped apart
Ignoble are our leaders, lack in morals
Who with the bonny rainbow take up quarrel
Rise up ye workers, thou hast been deceived
The left of Labour by treachery bereaved

With a voice that could inspire the masses of the globe
To seize power and enact a socialist mode
Young Trotsky sings to Heaven of Love of the mass
Bread and Peace for child and lass
A song to make all heart's swoon, take flight,
Banishing demons of the night,
Thou art the sublime friend, risen from eternity's fires,
Inspires feelings suffice to be sung to lyres,
Thine destiny to be immortalised in words sublime,
That vanquish hell and transcend time

Roaming, roving like a rainbow
In exile, Trotsky got to go
Into the world that bore him hate
His lust for Marxism insatiate
O cherished friend, beget thy sweetest sound,
That doth ring along the Earth, up and around,
Gift me with your precious thoughts,
Your perfect care, which Tsar's rule aborts
You are the revolution personified
Your ideas survived you when you died

Seven songs the rainbow hath
There seems to rise a show
For all Nature's spectators
To see her colour glow
Alight! Alight! That honeyed bow
Wends through sky, celestial arc
Light about her dimmed as bold she glow
Imbued with deep and cosmic spark

The cost of civilization in a glut of greed
Bears catastrophe upon the innocent
Buried, but resilient like fertile seed
Into day from dark ground find ascent
Hell's hills trees grow putrid leaves
No mortal could surely withstand the stench
Under their canopies the victim crawls and weaves
As they shiver, shudder, blench
The judgement of stricken posterity
Will not be kind to modern Kings
Who condemn us for barbarity
Stoked by the rule of imperial things

Till torture, greed and war have been outlawed
Society to evil will be wed

My Heart swells large like Jupiter
In Love, as pure as stars
For Love my soul much prettier
And fine as Cuban cigars
Cosmic light spells love across
The magic and majestic cosmos

Lavishly worlds dance in space
Ten thousand suns blaze on in song
The planets we seek, put up chase
Only to hollow them, on path of wrong
Our eyes attuned to cosmic sight
All space supreme in its rising flight

May I not to the union of Love and time
Raise challenges. A second is not meaningful
Whilst commandeered by a spirit of brine
And subject to petty schemes of the powerful
Who quarrel with rainbows and stars
And **** the spirit of Nature in their conquest
Their sooty, oppressive, obsidian wars
To settle the question of who rules best
Within all time a malicious arc
A tapestry of power's spread
Crushes whimsical tune of the skylark
And of earnest rebellion, slices off its head

If this be humanity, we are a poor species
Murdering Beauty by degrees

I am a void
Gray and cold, neurotic
Time by time abandoned
My necrotic Heart
Always an inadequate object for Love
Did I come too close to their souls?
Dreams with streams
And warm, benevolent light
Bite my haunch
In their absence
I a veteran of the parasitic
A toxic creature
Adorned with a warning
Writ large in gaudy colors

They were scared
When my claws sunk in
And fought me off
With silence
Their verdict deafening
Myself irascible
A quantum of hope
Tarnished, vanished
Drowned in the river Styx
And sat atop a spike
In the entrance
To Hell's maze
Under the measure
Of Devil's hourglass

Would angels walk upon the Earth
Men would fathom spiritual birth
Would cosmic passion touch our souls
It would dissolve all spirits' walls
Would Hearts be guide by Heaven
We'd go wild, like happy heathens
Would magic burst the bubble of the real
The knowledge of ancients we would steal

A Universe inside my mind
Arose when angels spoke
The kindest, purest spirits
Us bond with golden yoke

A sunshine in my stricken breast
Emerged when gleefully we flew
Throughout all creation
For which my spirit grew

Light is dying, my spark squashed, gasping for one last crackle
Made into an effigy of a loser by harsh hands, adorned with knives
That slap me in to submission
And cut off all the residual fat of my compassion
Till what is left of me is not nature
But a bundle of gray neuroses
And an acidic bitterness that dissolves joy
Words are my sanctuary
Words that convey affection
That, like magic, move in my ears and brain
It’s a game of roulette if electricity’s commute through the body is cruel or kind
I am constantly looking for another heart to mimic the light of my own, divine echolocation
I like compassion that isn’t thoughtlessly advertised
Compassion that isn’t just a slogan to afford faceless corporate monoliths an air of humanity, who all year, all around the world, wage war on human brotherhood and love
True compassionate acts are currency of a gift economy which creates a multiplier effect for optimal outcomes
The fine tuned science of solidarity
One day I will talk of depression in the past tense
And be an ocean of strength and prominent in the universe

These things I feel: that love is pure
One’s Heart the muscle of prayer
Love’s chambers behind Heaven’s door
Benevolent spirit dwells in there

These things I see: the dancing wilds
Faeries with bells and feathers on
A sanctuary for the inner child
Down valleys, in rivers run

These things I hear: the baby birds
Whose music never dies
Who sing rather than do the verbs
Voice deeper than the skies

These things I smell: freedom’s air
Liberty for all
Peace, the mistress who end despair
And dissolve oppression’s wall

These things I taste: the kiss of sun
Passionate fire of celestial disc
Through which the cosmic fires run
For which Icarus pledged risk

These things I know: that life is love
That nature is a hymn
Sung to flights of angels
Those glorious cherubim

Thy tears, beget of my mistake, fall down
In mutual despair destined to drown
No gesture suffice to make apology
I the lost, beleaguered devotee
Perspective of thy pain makes me lament
The hour of thy summer duly spent
I wish thee golden aura, sent to heal
In Love pure and deep as ocean hear my appeal

When your sky collapse with thunderbolts
That strike upon thy heart and give it welts
I pray for thy redemption by Heaven's hand
Saving thee from oppressed shore and sand
The hour of thy winter transient
Seasonal the bloom of my lament
For times grand as gold fires yet to receive
In Love, thy sullied Soul's finest reprieve

It happens often that Love dies
The Heart's sparks quenched one by one
Inaugurating a bleaker sky
Than that which ruled when Love begun

Experience suppresses the Heart's song
And hides the passionate impulse
But to deny Love remiss, path of wrong
Which only ignorant spirits chase

A human tragedy that Love obscure
And that we dwell in hate and war
Bereft of divine peace

Let minds conceive of Love's perfection
And bow to it in genuflection
The eternal wisdom apace

I've scarcely felt a Love so pure

Or rare as crystal ocean

For he irresistible to adore

Puts my heart in infinite motion

My passion bleeds from my desire

Overwhelms and possesses me

Till I can do nothing but admire

His shining spirit, raw and free

What fine art could frame thy face

And capture thy immortal grace

Soul carved from god's gold

You, my friend, are an image of Divinity

I, in awe of your magnanimity

A blistering spirit to behold

In the carnival of time, worlds are abloom

Stars blaze on in song in the cosmic jamboree

A revelry to raise the spirit, stoke the soul

And fill the heart with sparks and glee

The ether not yet harnessed to form

By irrepressible thought, the mind's art

Conceptions as pure as the Lord's Heart

Dreamt by the free, wandering intellect

The force of dreams moulds reality

Life filtered through the prism of mind

Borne aloft to destiny refined

By imagination powerful in awesome totality

A happier fate blesses my age
Than that which marred my youth
And now I have the inner peace of a sage
Who the wisdom of Heaven hath

In place of pain I find joy
Deep blisses which fly to Earth
From God, who human liberation enjoys
And blesses souls with divine birth

The fire of Divinity is eternal in Love
And stokes the soul which fell from grace
Love is Divinity with a human face
In which the spirit of Heaven move

Love blesses Hearts with the grace of God
Which flies to Earth from cosmos supreme
And renders life as golden as dream
A truth to raise and lift the downtrod

Ode to Jesus:

So that your wisdom may find power
I pray that men will listen with open mind
Match your solidarity with humankind
That manifests in your love, hour by hour

May the insight borne of your perception find life
In the study of righteous devotees
Who heaven and God and angels please
When to philosophy they become wife

Your teachings are an infinite treasure
Whose virtues have no mortal measure
Such things are made to be adored

In your own age you were maligned
But the righteousness of time is aligned
To your supreme wisdom, for which love implores.

Valleys of Heaven, adorned with angels

And bright with holy spirit, which blaze supreme

Is the land of brilliant divine marvels

That manifest in decadent realm of dreams

Heaven preaches sublime philosophy, Love's virtues

A cosmic ethic, second nature to a sage

The divine rubric, which dissolves illusion's ruse

Rules across an enchanted age

Ganesh, my Lord, enchanting child

The wisdom that is his is ours

For Love he wakes me to go wild

To live in Heaven's eternal hour

He makes me start the world again

And redeem the ancient lore

A magical and sublime friend

His virtues keen and sure

Love is a perfect work of art

Coveted, a priceless artefact

That represents the spirit of the Heart

Which finds revelry in Passion's fact

The birth of Love is a moment of beatitudes

Where ten thousand suns blaze on in song

That light the sky of Heart's latitudes

Where Divinity resides on horizon along

And so cherishable ardour blesses me

Borne aloft to my cosmic destiny

By human Passion pure and free

I rise, like a phoenix from the embers
To my cosmic destiny, by Love enrolled
To write passion cross your Heart's chambers
In streams of dreams and fires of gold

I spread, like the light of a rainbow
Across my life, in age educated
Of the Joy that Heart's passion sew
And therein I feel bliss, elated

And now there is reason to rejoice
Since in the throne of angels I reside
Giving form to Heavenly voice

I serenade World's youth, she innocent
Abloom with sublime Beauty
Under stars' celestial tent

Though moral decay breeds soul's corruption

That offends Heaven, which desires purity

Still all spirits are vibrant with virtue's commotion

Possessed of passionate charity

Humanity is perverse indeed if void of care

For that beyond oneself, bigger than the ego

But such estrangement from Heaven's philosophy indeed is rare

Mutual concern abloom like rainbow

In Love pure hearts are kin

Passion a greater force than apathy

For passion has a world to win

Yet decline threatens the virtues

Which are precarious, transient

Man's moral ambivalence does God amuse

If any magic could equal that potent spell

Of your own spirit, which I observe thankfully

The world would be redeemed of hell

Seeds of Heaven by magic plant carefully

My Heart, sensitive to passion, makes

Fierce fire in mimicry of your divine light

Enchants my sight with sublime Beauty that takes

Me captive, and therein my soul's flight

I've never felt a Love so pure

As this, a magnificent flame of gold

My devoted soul enwrapt by passion raw

As Beauty of Love unwind, unfold

I've never been as delirious

As this, in divine trance

Enchanted by pleasures amorous

Consist in heavenly romance

A spirited love of Democracy is

The sublime virtue, for such a passion

Unites the Heart and society, in divine liaison

In which humanity's heavenly destiny fruitions with ease

Love wakes the demos and gives it wings

Its flight majestic, salute by God

The democracy of the angel squad

A guide for the soul of man, and Heaven to Earth brings

To Liberty, the love of which I speak sings

Fierce rebellion against tyranny abloom

For Freedom, most cherishable of things

Time demands liberation of the soul

From the chains of servitude that suppress it

And repress the communion of one with all

Cosmos of splendor
Bless me with thy magic
Blaze in heavenly glory
And dance in liberty
Thy Beauty is immortal
Transcendent, eternal
The couture of Heaven
A divine revelry

Fires of gold
Are thine aura
Rivers of passion
Are thy heart
Infinite flowers
Are thy spirit
Image of Heaven
Is thy soul

Pearls of wisdom
Adorn my God
His Love is crystal
And shared by all
The philosophy of Heaven
Known to mystics
Preaches compassion
Infinite flower

Divinity is truth
The kernel of reality
Wisdom is internal
Native to the spirit
The soul is a song
A tribute to the Gods
Life on Earth
Their sublime artistry

Sing to the stars
To see me smile
Dreaming of Heaven
Just for a while
This night belongs
To lovers divine
The purest songs
From Heart do shine

Be present
And breathe
Laugh often
And fight less
Keep sane
But run wild
Let go
And dream

Peace is a state of mind
That consciously manifests
Comprised of rainbows
As pure as the core of a star
The world abloom
Is a symphony
Sonata of the summer
Half the song of God

Love is divine fire
Breathed from the mouth of God
She is cosmic passion
Which from the ether pours
Love is dove
Pure and rare as ocean
She takes me to her treasure trove
And I walk soft in that golden grove

May your world be bright with dreams

And the magic of Love hold you captive

May summers of the mind bless you

And eternal inspiration be yours

May divine fires stoke your spirit

And cosmic passion touch your soul

May sublime beauty enchant you

And the wisdom of God be yours

So much of Life invisible
Worlds hidden within
Their imperceptible music
Leads to conclusion
Reality is more than can be observed
But contempt for Faith is bred
But what's brushed away as phantasy
Are phenomena through Nature spread

The Cherubs in their glory sing
For the heavenly father's delight
Aspiring on golden wing
In epic, elegant flight

Delirium of Heaven they
Convey in angel song
Zooming under suns fierce rays
Which casts aglow the angel throng

And not a Devil could repress
Their liberating tune
Anathema to darkness
Descant of the noon

When my time is over, and reaper calls

And I have ceased to breathe

I will live in waterfalls

In flowers, and in trees

Life is but an interlude

In our cosmic voyage

Such knowledge should all grief denude

As I turn to the next page

How many times these lips have spoken

Of a deep distress

By trials of life my spirit broken

And so the Devil boasts success


But I comprehend better days

May be heading in

My lips may yet learn happier ways

World's joy is mine to win

To cry of Love like poets do

Is my aspiration, destiny

To sing of what's divine and true

Instinctual to me

My song shall weary world regale

Heaven's descant mine to wield

An augury the bards will hail

Its words to God appeal

Eternity works behind the scenes

All time a hidden guest

In the mansion of mortality

Where souls must come to rest

The future is a foreign land

We aren't accustomed to

The destination can't be planned

Adventure lost if its form we knew

The Rainbow is a liquor strong

Inebriate of it am I

The Rainbow belts out seven songs

To serenade the lonely sky

That honeyed bow, ablaze, alight

Wends through sky, celestial arc

Dominates the air with majestic sight

Imbued by bright and cosmic spark

Blooms into view when sun meets showers

A disc of cosmic joy

Imbued with deep and magic powers

That enchant the day

A Ruby in the Sky

To crown Heaven and Earth

Significant to heathens

Gives life the breadth of world's girth

Within her, fiercest fire

How many worship her

And salute her Beauty bright

A treasure rare and pure