On stem, a sight on which to swoon
Beauty, whose time is ever Noon
Buds in blossom vivid - fair
Imparting aroma to glimmering air
A petal for every hope and dream
Anchored in heart, proud, supreme
Presence commanded by the Sun
Through Daisy cosmic fires run
Nourishing her to her raw roots
As sunshine goes its gay commute
The Daisy with Love's light imbued
Converts sunshine in to useful food
Betwixt each flower go the bees
At most peculiar frequencies
Circling the flower's girth
Doing sacred work of Earth
Dutifully they pledge upon
Their life to keep life going on
The dance of Daisy needs no teaching
In awe of her I'm an evangelist preaching

The Earth revolves because of Love
Like a blessed turtle dove
The cruelty of the overlords
Crushed by native Love of hordes
Their master plan, their evil whims Relegated by seraphims
The world is love, love is the world
A cosmic destiny unfurled

beating tho the slabs cage it
beating for passers in the street
back and forth it's searching and
the fibres are trembling dolorously
looking for a twin

pulsing tho the spark is weak
swings to a rhythm which moves like speak
but no sound from this broken beak
the severed twin has flown
looking for a yin

melodies tho twin's gone
song dissonant and wan
she's walking with no spirit on
dreaming rocking to and fro
looking for a twin

I had a vision, of divine precision
That I had a quick collision
With an elephant, dancing wild
Who winked and laughed at this meek child

And then I looked unto the sky
All its beauty in one eye
My soul ascended, rapt in flight
At one with universal light

The elephant winked and disappeared
And the magic of night gave way to fear
I rubbed my head and went to bed
Wondering where my angel had fled

That night she came again with songs
A rhapsody around, along
I hearkened to her delightful blare
For heavenly music dwelled in there

The Elephant her treasure brings
She stores it safe and sound
Its place is in the heart divine
Where faith and fire are bound
What wonders of the other world
Could Elephant reveal
But that most coveted of treasures
May have to be a secret still

With her wanton magick, she is the Empress of Hearts
An awesome sight atop the throne of Love's paradise
Yielding to the vivacious vision my spellbound spirit harks
Her enchanting beauty and auras entice
Would our heartz waltz together in time
I'd be enamoured of her forever
She's the poets muse, the thing sublime
The zenith of poet's endeavour
Famished of Love for years I search
And find her when I'm not looking
I Love her even in Love's dearth
Her majesty is shocking
    O when she raises her tender voice
    All the babes of the world rejoice

The whole Earth is her altar
Each day blessed with her kiss
The Earth won’t ever falter
To bestow her with deep bliss

One ruby Sun her idol
That sweet giver of life
Which feeds the bridal flowers
Flourishing in wilderness rife

The only things she worships
Are fire, water, earth and air
If you’re looking for a pious soul
You’ll only find a heathen there

But you’ll never find a spirit
So steadfast and so fair
Who swells and dwells in earthen bliss
Enjoying its treasures rare

The Conflict

John booms and rides his chariot in the oppressed light,
Angel souls drink from the sun.

As babe, cried Love! First before else,
The lover dutiful to heart
Pursued its path.
Light roused a dark fogged town,
Neath treacherous seas
Were tides of harmony.

Then the odyssey steered to hell,
Adorned by angels and by saints
On every bloodied branch and wire,
Man atop their souls bones
Fires of heaven were seized:
Great knights rose from fire of that kingdom
To conquer, vanquish peril, redeem world
That drive man into torment's climes.

Yet the dubious demon stalks
In rank duplicity;
And heaven's knight drinks up lightning
To rebel raw.

John booms and rides his chariot in the oppressed light,
Angel souls drink from the sun.

As a new celestial democracy by love elect, and it is now a year of age since inception, the eternal Heaven redeemed. And yonder, Kali is the deva presiding over all: her wisdom, teachings are the fire yield by mind to mantras. Neigh is the aegis of the Godhead, and the return of Krishna to consciousness. Without divinity is no passion. Supreme being, effervescent energy, in incessant motion, eternal delight, are necessary to the flow of the cosmic plan.
From this incorruptible font what the churches call heathens. Heathen is surgeon of the spirit; Church is the stagnant cage of soul.
Saints are sinner. Darklings divine dwell.

All domesticated divinity and captive creeds have been cause of our division from Heaven, not our union:—
1. Heaven and Hell are not located on opposite celestial poles
2. They are two real principles, that solitary Self, from the truth aloof, is hell; and that Heaven, in all holy life, is its dignification
3. God is not a vengeful sky Lord wont to torment their child but consists in a state of mind connect to the eternity of love and light.
These further principles function in the universe:—
1.Heaven is unity, our becoming one with the supreme being of cosmos. Hell is isolation, intensified by selfish acquisitiveness and the city wall mentality.
2. The problem of Self (hell) is surmountable; Heaven is the coming of age of consciousness.
3. God is the motion of creation

A spirited fancy:-

As I was climbing the wings of soft fire adorning John, awed by splendour of their enjoyments, which to Reason look like madness, my heart became drunk on beauteous visions, in streams of dreams and fires of gold, thinking that as all perception chances on elements of truth, so these dreams of Heaven showed the fabric of reality. When I came home to the prism of my five senses, consists in which a metaphysical arrogance, I returned as Angel of the South, an honorary pleasure to succeed Buddha, who ascend to faith defender, Jesus? To God. With love's light imbued I scribed for the tribe my perceptions easily accessed if you follow the direction of the melody of dreams:

"The majesty of multitudes,
Are embodied in the expanse,
Her bodies waltz and pirouette,
In celestial romance."

Mantras of Heaven:

There is nothing to fear we are all one God

All the world is love and light

There is nothing on earth as exquisite as you

The world is a myth, the cosmos our home

Be joyous in the music of the universal song

Don't ever give up the bounty of truth

The cosmic churning is magnificent music

There is nothing left to fear but truth

Imagine all the people living life in peace

Peace in life living people the all imagine

The bough was but a trunk of fire
Cascading bright with sparks
Warming with her perfect flame
A halo in the dark

Twas gorgeous to behold it
And render it in sight
A vision of divine precision
Glowing, burnished bright

It stoked my fledgling passion
And kindled in my heart
Adding ever generous
To the fire in my art

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

Could such a meditation capture and embrace,
Fine wrought beauty of thy grand, immortal face?
Time's architect of sublime grace,
In whom luscious light of love apace,
The liquor of the moment churn,
With magic, through whence the cosmos rage and burn,
Knowledge of which the sages earn,
For which the scholars learn, fierce yearn,
On my journey through aeons to you,
Through creation with a God I flew,
Saw blessed fires run through you.

Raw power of the sun in you,
Never seen bright soul so true,
Beatitude rare for which I grew,
Shed regrets, no shame, no rue,
Deva Kali I do not spurn
Our spirit, may fire of the deva burn,
A beacon to alight all space,
Glow benevolent on the cosmic race,
Meditation guides to thee,
On an endless cosmic, seismic sea.

A solar system is thy mind,
Whirls majestic and refined,
With mysteries and life embroiled,
For a glimpse of which the sages toiled,
A beauty which hath never paled,
Which the saints and bards regaled,
Her form is truth; not up for sale,
Suffice to adorn lore and fairytale,
Reflecting on her I duly find,
My form and hers coiled, intertwined.

O Kali of celestial power,
Bless my heart in immortal hour,
Impart gold virtues known to thee,
So I can rejoice in revelry,
Enamoured of the cosmic majesty,
Beknown to Gods and ones who see,
Ever frolic in enchantment free,
No you, no I, only one heart, we,
No lords who seize time, history,
Just blissful divinity in a cosmic sea.

Thou art avatar of all creation,
In incessant and perpetual motion,
Inspires mind to soar in elation,
And commit itself in deep devotion,
Deepest, sweet celestial commotion,
Assuages my heart's trepidation,
Here my fear is not a notion,
Soul free in immortal recreation,
Kali, Kali, spirit true,
Blessed fires run through you.

Your legs the roots on life's wizened tree,
Roots bubbling with time's energy,
Your arms the blossoming canopies,
Which scatter wisdom's flowers free,
That drink up lightning from the sun,
Inside your heart, as time begun,
See her conquer, see her run,
A goddess for all; let us be one,
In awe of you, I just a smote,
As I stand with you at end of time remote.

Beget thy purpose to create,
Plant seeds in which all time gestate,
She lives for life insatiate,
For which I am in joy, elate,
My atman, Kali, how lucky I,
Can dwell on Earth, yet soar in sky,
Beloved of the Buddha's cry,
As he sing soft under bough of the Bodhi:
Children, we are all light and love,
Reflect from Kali, our mother dove.

A truth on which the spirit rove,
Souls frolic in her Heart's treasure trove,
Walk softly to that golden grove,
A path for which the mind behove,
Kali, as I for life prepare,
Imbue me with your knowledge rare,
If you permit, and if I dare,
Could I see worlds dance through thine stare?
She dance with cosmic passion there,
A shimmering siren, beckons me to lair.

Could such a meditation capture and embrace,
Fine wrought beauty of thy grand, immortal face?
Time's architect of sublime grace,
In whom luscious light of love apace,
The liquor of the moment churn, With magic, through whence the cosmos rage and burn,
Knowledge of which the sages earn,
For which the scholars learn, fierce yearn,
On my journey through aeons to you,
Through creation with a God I flew,
Saw blessed fires run through you.

Raw power of the sun in you,
Never seen bright soul so true,
Beatitude rare for which I grew,
Shed regrets, no shame, no rue,
Deva Kali I do not spurn
Our spirit, may fire of the deva burn,
A beacon to alight all space,
Glow benevolent on the cosmic race,
Meditation guides to thee,
On an endless cosmic, seismic sea.

A solar system is thy mind,
Whirls majestic and refined,
With mysteries and life embroiled,
For a glimpse of which the sages toiled,
A beauty which hath never paled,
Which the saints and bards regaled,
Her form is truth; not up for sale,
Suffice to adorn lore and fairytale,
Reflecting on her I duly find,
My form and hers coiled, intertwined.

O Kali of celestial power,
Bless my heart in immortal hour,
Impart gold virtues known to thee,
So I can rejoice in revelry,
Enamoured of the cosmic majesty,
Beknown to Gods and ones who see,
Ever frolic in enchantment free,
No you, no I, only one heart, we,
No lords who seize time, history,
Just blissful divinity in a cosmic sea.

Thou art avatar of all creation,
In incessant and perpetual motion,
Inspires mind to soar in elation,
And commit itself in deep devotion,
Deepest, sweet celestial commotion,
Assuages my heart's trepidation,
Here my fear is not a notion,
Soul free in immortal recreation,
Kali, Kali, spirit true,
Blessed fires run through you.

Your legs the roots on life's wizened tree,
Roots bubbling with time's energy,
Your arms the blossoming canopies,
Which scatter wisdom's flowers free,
That drink up lightning from the sun,
Inside your heart, as time begun,
See her conquer, see her run,
A goddess for all; let us be one,
In awe of you, I just a smote,
As I stand with you at end of time remote.

Beget thy purpose to create,
Plant seeds in which all time gestate,
She lives for life insatiate,
For which I am in joy, elate,
My atman, Kali, how lucky I,
Can dwell on Earth, yet soar in sky,
Beloved of the Buddha's cry,
As he sing soft under bough of the Bodhi:
Children, we are all light and love,
Reflect from Kali, our mother dove.

A truth on which the spirit rove,
Souls frolic in her Heart's treasure trove,
Walk softly to that golden grove,
A path for which the mind behove,
Kali, as I for life prepare,
Imbue me with your knowledge rare,
If you permit, and if I dare,
Could I see worlds dance through thine stare?
She dance with cosmic passion there,
A shimmering siren, beckons me to lair.

The flame has sullied moments -
When the battles of life by stealth -
Encroach thee with half hid blades -
Put thine heart in bad health -

Serenade her sonorous -
Ever, ever softly go -
As you bow and worship -
Immersed in her glow -
Stoke the flame inside and skip -
Dreaming, rocking to and fro -

The flame has moments of fury -
Her radiant beauty -
Doth withstand cynics trial at jury -
Inspire instead passionate entreaty -

Like does the liquor of the moment churn -
Alike the flame yearn to burn -
Sing for freedom with your flame aloft -
To Paradise, soft -

The flames pheonix experience -
Stoked back to health -
Doth teach the heart passionate art -
And teach it immaterial wealth -

Blessings greet me as I skipped,
Traversed loves miles, unchartered, not mapped.

We are born with the flame of divinity
Embedded in the depths of our Soul
Its truth is unassailable and indelible
In it consists the awe of one and all
But the world is the grand consumer ruse
Which alloys us to false ideas
In which the deception gestates
And seductively appears
Luring us away from our true Heart's bliss
Towards a wayward, wicked path
We're nevertheless touched by apparition's kiss
Which heals us in the aftermath
    Back to life, the flame is fanned
    By caring, thoughtful, loving hand

The flowers like ballerinas danced

There seemed to rise a show

For all Nature's spectators

To see a flower grow

In resplendent hues alit by sun

Abloom at summer's zenith

Through their roots the cosmic fires run

Bright petals beheld by spirits blithe

Pure vision of Life enfolds the wild

Its Beauty soars like a kite on the breeze

Not by man or reason defiled

The kingdom of the trees

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 gains, ill-gotten, of the ruling class
Who from birth force toil upon the working poor
Have wealth only by vanity surpassed
Gold conjures an illusion of grandeur
Vainglory is the province, wisdom feign
Power hereditary in spite of skill
Unfit to serve a public they disdain
On wars and misery they stake a thrill

Impassioned, I,  for conquest in their game
The pleb outwit the tyrant, relegate
Warmongers 'gainst whom my pen take righteous aim
Doth their crimes and sins interrogate

The fire and brimstone in their pall
Are the cloak and cloth of sin
Whose tyranny the mind appal
When it fathoms deep within
And o'er those gates so rancid wrought
With blood and flesh and iron
When after that fate one, we, hath fought
We turn up still, all hope be gone
The stench of death dank, all around
Suffuse the climes from sky to ground

The King of Hell who seldom grafts
For anything, yet seldom stops
His command to torture, down the shaft
As to every level hops
Spreads black wings and glides above
His victims as he, gruesome, gloats
Anathema to turtle dove
Who on divine zephyr of heaven floats
His presence ever torturous still
When reign dark from ******, lordly hill

He sees the scuttling victims run
Away, cruel let loose for game and chase
A beautiful mirage of sun
To taunt the soul abased
Hells hills trees grow putrid leaves
No mortal could brace the sulphurous stench
Under canopies the victim weave
As they shiver, shudder, blench
As torturer catches up, apace
Him testament to time's disgrace

By his vainglory employed
That ******* of the angel boys
Treats people, world, as things and toy
Seduced to do his bidding, ploys
But justice, freedom will uproar
Angels of Hell link arms, uprise
For Heaven they have wanted more
Than sooty, oppressive, obsidian skies
**** the devil, his ****** lies
Hear us rise, sing God's reprise

No animal throughout the land
So majestic as the hare
If you could see what’s in her heart
You’d marvel at what’s there

Bounding past the meadows green
All throughout the year
The hares play and while away
Their hours with their dear

No animal throughout the land,
So sweet and so refined
With tender hearts and tender minds
They fawn and frolic with their kind

No animal throughout the land
So majestic as the hare
If you could see what’s in her heart
You’d marvel at what’s there

You cannot perceive a rainbow without an array of colour,
Or know the majesty of colour, for it being bereft of rainbow,
You cannot conceive of a single soul,
Without knowledge of the divine source from which its zest blows.
Could you see the pearl in the moon without the rust of the red burnished sun?
Through which the cosmic fires run,
You could not be moved power of a single rhyme,
Lest you see how it's spilling in to the cosmic song, dancing throughout time.
Long live one truth, to which I am devote,
The world is a myth, the cosmos our home, souls reared on a spiritual outpost suspended on a light mote.
One creation adorned by flowering hearts - kin and twin - that cross on path of bliss,
Every mind wants to know what every other saw, prithee tell how you see like this.
Beaming, beating, bubbling hearts, waltz through the flowering universe,
The poet cries end of Love's dearth, and communicate its joys in verse,
Now thou hast give me the knowledge of my path towards eternal delight,
In knowledge of the unity of all things I will source my light, take flight, and fight.

A hand - dissects - the Lion
Was the Lion bated?
Nature never queried her
Or left her enervated
Magnetic were her movements
Magic - rambunctious roar
Mezmerizing - obsidian stare
That pierces air no more
Her beauty - passion - tainted
Wisdom - eviscerated
The Heart - of Nature's loyalist
By scholar - emaciated

To love, or cede to dark, that is the choice:
Be the force of light overwhelming, it is yet besieged
By the knives and punches of circumstance
Which yet the Heart transcend
And in its echolocation with like Heart sings. To beam - to soar
In perpetual eternity. The Heart never sleeps,
Constituted by its aches and victories
That resembles ten thousand suns blazing on in song
Incarnated in the flesh of the lover
Love is heir to childhood
Consummating divine principles
To which the faithful are devout
For in the blaze of love and life we wake to go wild
And wear our hearts on our sleeves, proud,
Committed to Heaven from which rose a great knight
My lover, whose destiny sublime
To vanquish hell and transcend time

I sing for the Jack of Diamonds
The iridescent, seamless jewel
Flaunting my poetic garland
Seducing with its haul
The Jack is the rumbustious renegade
Who goes wayward, errant, coy
To Jack I dedicate this enchanted serenade
The bardic arsenal I employ
To capture the diamond for my diadem
And flaunt it to the world
We'll waltz together in freedom
Towards the future hurled
The diamond is a dilettante
Dedicated to bliss
A most passionate militant
Touched by the light of luck's kiss

The cynical mind does not enjoy,
the simple purity of a beating heart,
A truest pleasure sweet and coy,
Which gives life when it imparts,
The jaded mind does not know,
The light of luck's kiss,
Dreaming, rocking, to and fro,
Sweltering engorged on bliss.

Firm feelings of abandonment
Betray a jilted heart
my frenetic fear is infinite
It has no end, no start

As if the flame of love
Has been starved of oxygen
It withers and diminishes
And waits to be kindled again

I wish I had a soul by which to abide
A sanctuary in which to hide
With saccharine sky - rapt I'd glide
In to blisses deeply tied
Succumbing to the joyful ride
And the blossoming inside
Enchanted, I would learn to forget
What fear and isolation beget

The only thing I ever loved
Was placed just out of reach
Torturing with his presence
No change as I beseech

His Mind - was free of any stain
Lucid - and acute
His Eyes, pensive, mysterious
His Generosity I salute

His Hands - as skilled as Nature
His Gait - was staunch, like Trees
But I am an appalling creature
He has other people to tease

The ego is tenacious
It dominates the mind
But its "truth" is really mendacious
And leaves the spirit blind
The jungle of ID is a danger
To the fruition of unencumbered mind
Yet the conscious, truthful ranger
Can an escape find

karma is,
a beautiful truth,
a kind of beauty,
rare, forsooth.
it can be believed,
that we receive,
what we give out,
a knowledge to which we've
become devout.
when we're without,
anger and regret,
light of life's love begets,
wisdom's blossom.
we walk the earth,
with accustomed feet,
feeling light of love,
replete.
towards new day,
we meandering go,
dreaming, rocking,
to and fro.

A giant shroud in divine aura
Beckons me, summons me near
Larking on the cosmic harp
A sweet celestial spirit sharp
Who moves stone hearts to tears

The song rings out, around, above
A medley on which spirit can rove
All joy and all love soars in there
Sound drifting through enchanted air

Imbued with cosmic passion rare
Summons souls out of the lair
The song is ours, to sing with God
The spirit won't be squashed, downtrod
In incessant fury we appear

The leaves begun to blanket ground
As Summer yields to Fall
Earth burnished orange all around
A searing sight to feast the soul
Betwixt the trees with low fruits ripe
Phantom looms, divine apparition
Its spirit blooms, snares with a pipe
O blooming flower of my vision
To and fro the spirit glides
Haunting, enchanting night
Two lights collide, and come inside
Orbiting in delight
     My revenge on arrogant fool, magic song
     That stands above the fool's average throng

Worlds adorned by the light of life
Do justice to sage, sweet Nature's march
Coy celebration - the birds, bees lark
As we praise and lust for life as proudest wife

Luscious, the evolution of a hearing Heart
Borne aloft by meditation on mantras told
Throughout time as verbatim gold
That doth wisdom of universe impart

We lived, felt love, but now we go
Searching for rainbow, high and low
Dreaming, rocking to and fro
Brooding in desire and woe

Our sublime destiny heaven dare not forfend
For Time ought to be the sublime friend

The Lord sits with a heavy heart
When he sees the state of Earth
Hunger, hate and poverty
While wars engulf her girth

But he sees the world redeemed
By people of good heart
Who sow the light where demons dwell
Their actions like magic dart

On wayward route the magic word
Goes to ears that strive to have heard
The gorgeous and the seismic truth
That stokes a revelation, forsooth
That awakens sleeping herd

This is the lore. It is an insight
On which your minds can be free, take flight
And rove forever in delight
For being once again of good sight

Consists in it a magic white
That takes soul soaring to ascendant height
The songs of the flowering universe
Will be sung in joyful, sublime verse
Till the world is pure and right

lennon, john: people's prophet
his first word? love!
last breath? laughter
becomes light strong as mountain

one later day rioting kids
not foolish to be wise
rave illegal at rothchild mansion
play imagine

sleepy buddhas wake
rouse thousands to think
of way beyond pain
leave jail of **** gold

The magic of creation known to sage,
Through whom the cosmic fires burn and rage,
They ****** a glimpse of transcendental truth,
And convey it with a beauty rare forsooth,
Their visions cast a light on other world,
Beget the cosmic majesty unfurled,
Made of light they are in darkness guide
And to the word of Shiva do abide.

The magic of life consists in the hidden
The shade, the dark and the forbidden
Behind the veil of mortal things
Infinity, eternity sing
Wisdom of the other world
To hearing mind revealed, unfurled
My joy is real, fantasies my bliss
I see sunshine as a kiss

The meaning of the Universe
Is Love's Philosophy
Decipherable to astute hearts
That strive for harmony

Atop a clam, divinest pearl!
invites me to peer, enchanting girl
eyes fluttering and beckoning
casts sweetest spell, magic, enchanting
a magnificent array of colour
ripples through her enveloping aura
towards her my rapt mind swims
in her sight my spirit chimes
throughout the days and hours

Mermaid makes the heart gestate
Makes my spirit feel elate
I want my heart to waltz with hers
Out of its spiritual bars
Upon the shores we'd frolic, play
Soothing, quelling fear, dismay
With her I am engorged on bliss
Touched by the light of luck's kiss
All throughout the day

O Mermaid Queen, they doubt thy truth
A kind of beauty rare, forsooth
But rainbows shine in spite of faith
Suns blaze in spite of eyes embrace
The world is good (and good is true)
And more good for the life of you
You are a beacon of hope and joy
Could inspire the rise and fall of troy
With heaven's light imbued

Devote words of thanks, passionate Psalms
Suffice to be sung, bearing high, drams
As, touching rainbow, we odyssey climb
And doth the gorgeousness of grace sweet mime
Ardour fills praise I sing to thee and world
Tune doth waltz and pirouette forever
In realms untrod, untouched by man's endeavour
See the path of nature sweet unfurled

The mind that hides - 'neath those chides -
Is better viewed as cruel prism -
Through which the snare was trapped -
Beckons soul - to prison -

The Mind unto the world -
Is a generously giving friend -
Or covets and hoards the pearls -
Of Wisdom we dare not forfend -

Safe against the trespass -
No intrepid intruder in here -
But angels going soft, ever soft -
To sully and soothe my fear -

The Mind unto the World -
Towards brighter day we wend -
The nature of her mysteries -
Only sage can apprehend -

The Moon is a Magician
Casting spells upon the sky
Adorned by sparks and halos
That enchant the creatures flitting by
Painting hearts with magick
Bearing them aloft, supreme
Defying Reality's rubric
With pallet got from dream

The moon with haste ascended,
In the witching hour,
Inspiring all, in her thrall,
To draw upon her power,

She sparkled iridescently,
Most bewitching pearl,
Radiant transcendently,
Becoming as a heathen girl.

I saw the most unusual jewel
Of ruby and aquamarine
Its majestic hues had me in thrall
O Beauty unlike I've ever seen
Wrenched from the crown of Gaia
It inspired me to rejoice and sing
Of it's beauty, along to ancient lyres
Most cherishable of things
If I could stow away with it in my heart
I'd be the happiest poet on Earth
Enamoured of its beauty stark
It warmths the breadth of my heart's girth
    O tell me is there a joy as you
    O moving, magic ruby blue

The Lords think they taught us how to speak
When the vernacular was developed by the people
So don't be subservient or meek
Sweep high in the sky, past their steeple
The mother tongue is a democrat
The word on wayward route goes bold
Sing it loud and proud on ancient lyre
Truth blazing in fires of gold

The Musician has a cantering lilt -
Like horses astir
Tis muse's buoyant love song
Accentuated whir -
Without fault or flaw
It begs the heart to adore
And beseech for more

When sounds knell out - joy strikes
Like thunder bolt to head
Song bonds to mind
An endearing tune
To which hearts swoon
Sensing soul refined

Behind heartbeat’s syncopation
Where deepest beats are lain
Is Love’s echolocation
That mutual refrain

Which gives Love’s life
To the world, to all and everything
Hearts romp together to resplendent tune
Love’s sweet carolling

There is much music in language
Words resonate, full like a gong
Meaning canters like a runaway train
And cadences lilt like calypso song
When poets open their minds to heaven
It pours its musings down from the rift
When their ears have heard the musical word
Their sombre souls uplift