to know freedoms release
first know imprisonment

minds have dungeons
with torturous walls

a willingness to embrace suffering
par for the course
more
to offer it up
in union with Jesus on the Holy Cross
-a blessing indeed to have a share
be it ever so small yet eternal in reach.

seamless lifetime from conception to death
long or short you never know
all you have is now
-could be reminiscing or
a guilt trip of past happenings
or you could be at the disposal of love
-find yourself on the road of suffering
a blessed life so often misunderstood.

hearts beatout mystery
warm red rivers

flowing endlessly
a mysterious love

to fall in love
and rise from death

little daily deaths
self constantly experiences.

rhythmic simple words
a plough gouging the earth

a song on lips of plough horses
seed to sleep in the dark

looking forward to celebration
after rain and mantra

after sweat and woman
a man and child

the womb of wombs
the universe, gives birth.

pharamones, fluidity of chemical signals
unseen, unheard wafting mix
conjoined minds invisible visable unity
one goal one purpose
peace to all creatures, Bees with sheathed stings.

hands reaching in to grasp some of the fire
spun from stars and suns
- a tribal dance
-drumbeat hearts
-woven songs of creation
-light in minds
-fire in souls
-eyes witness love
- the changing seasons
-hard fought understanding
-wisdom of the ancestors
-a living out traditions.

soothing oozing rain
her songs composed in clouds

-she sings as she falls
giddy with unique joy

-life giving flowing clear crystal
turning a planet beautiful blue.

cradled within the pool of silence
all ripples ceased their echo

-having nothing to say
and everything to hear

I awaited deliverance
-and it arrived this 'today'

the universe having opened its heart
and its fire left my lips...

yellow yells out
unmistakeably yellow

yellow in the blue
yelling across the sky

yellow lemons
yell out 'ripe'.

slowly tilting back toward the Sun
light pouring stretching day

children of a star
the womb of a Sun

time gallops faster and faster
unstoppable energy

a wave of eternity
on a breath of love.

chained in darkness
alone with terror

the balm of love
in spoken words

the spirit of love
through all centuries

cocooned in self
a black cloud

full of thunder
spitting blue lightening

denied by circumstances set in motion
-yes the flight of Butterflies
a whip to your impatience
your taking things for granted
muddled mindset wrapped in chains
Soon Summertime will come around
and yes your fragile witness to flight of the Butterflies.

living with death in your spectrum
balances the mind and heart-
where rainbows never fail to delight
and rain makes the green grow.

today can be many memories in the making
can be much reminiscing-
daydreaming in a land of peace
-the waters disturbed by daily 'news'

you wish to do good things
falling short seemingly regularly

who knows what you channel
when at your lowest ebb

when knowledge of any success
is hidden from your ken

glacial thoughts dawning real slow
imperceptible melt and furnaces riding the sky

distant sun's to distant lands unknown
all thought congeals in blood-red sunsets

a painted canvas with the brushstrokes of a God
who dreams their dreams and dreams come true.

quietly alive
silent within silence

the mountain top
hidden within cloud

unknown and unknowable
the hermit in residence.

within pain and confusion
-detachment the balm
to put in place a longing-
Paradise-
the eternal pain free home.

the keyboard speaks
and I am silent
but we are joined
at the fingertips.

salad days seem far off
more snow on its way
a white future foretold

and who knows maybe last summer
was indeed your last
as it was for countless folk.

Red warnings and yellow too
red a favourite
my moustache and beard
now turning white
colour to signify WIND
danger to life
yellow warning
disruption to normal life
what's that? a walk down the yellow brick road. (wearing red shoes)

simplicity within complexity
flexible within discovery

such intimacy
each atom
lovingly cherished

you wish to be away from here
to find yourself the other-side of mortality
cradled within The Sacred Heart
to be eternally complete
in union with your lover.

new understanding unveils from painful experiences
-love has your back
-love cradles your future
-love loves you wholly in the present moment.

math in creation
wonderful equations
mind opening numbers
all adding up to love.

'Go forth and multiply'
who can deny a God?
their very existence.

the powerful urge to procreate
can overcome all other considerations.

what arrives through the senses
indelibly laid down in the mind
will out during dreamtime.

joined up thinking
in the daytime
a national pastime

and dreams of the night
can reveal the truth
if you would only but listen

whose thought do you ascribe to
what have you inherited

a grinning behemoth
from the deepest depths
given the power to realise
-foolhardy momentary thoughts.

with a flourish of ink
a wave of an ocean
the ripple signature

many have a problem
-with eternal life

and its no wonder
their minds are so closed

they are the lost ones
-a desert in the heart

you can lead a horse to water
-and hope it slakes its thirst

it is not everyone who gets to be an Earth protector
in all the myriad ways that is expressed
the single soul wearing Earth flesh-
yes most are too busy to love, in its fullness,
short time children know its now and forever
and forever married to the dust
now is the present moment
and this is all we have

if I was useful
it has passed me by

who knows what you search for
when not given enough space

glimpses of hearts choice
a way to be

and being is the best
the gift given to me.

'you will get there'
Remembering the story of the spider weaving its web in the windy entrance to the cave.

giving homage
to the poorest


Jesus ate and drank with sinners

a closed mind
within a closed world

how poor is that
poor creatures

no male or female
a new creature

a new creature-
not of the Worlds making

on a road to forever
a realised being

a creature of dust
transforming

white sun
cloud shroud
a dying star

tribal traditions
ancient as stars

lightening crackles
ever closer

thunder drums
beats of the heart

to give freely
to the uttermost

a worthy notion
a worthy cause

but honesty demands the truth
at Heavens gate to be told 'could have tried harder'

writhing in the furnace
burning away the dross

with the name of Jesus
whispered on parched lips

until acceptance the freedom
-the Truth sets you free

they say the devil leaves his own alone
-some small crumb of comfort
for the persecuted.

writing songs in the sand
each tide washes back to the sea

-life within life sailing away to new horizons
my lover waits on the distant shore

-one more Sunrise, one more resurrection
one more song gifted to the sea.