To someone you will always be
the best friend in the world
To someone you will always be
the brightest person they know
To someone you will always be
...The first person they want to call
To someone you will always be
the right person for the job
and to someone you will always be
the most beautiful girl in the room
©Rachel-erika Henderson 2010

Beautiful people dance on the sand
underneath the pale golden moon
Their rythmic chant awakens the gods
with an ecstatic state of swoon
undulating crashing white-capped waves
Roll on the beach, thrash into the cave
Like broken mirrors, sparkles the sand
Like a cosmic shift a night so grand

The panoramic vision of my life
Does not come from paper nor screen
I chase the rainbows
I follow my dream

although I cannot catch them
I hold my head towards the sky
to capture this for my memory
To view it through my eyes

People are too distracted
With the imperfections of life
I think beautiful memories
Help to calm our strife

Caught up with poccessions
An armchair thats never seen arms
surrounded by the living dead
When life has the greatest charms

I saw a small boy today
Who smiled and said to me
He was the happiest kid in town
Cause he has his own TV

I looked down and him
I smiled and I said
insecurity and inadequacy?
TVs gonna mess with your head

Beautiful blue skies, sun is shining
Todays the perfect day
to try to capture a memory
'You must go outside and play'

Burning fire, red tongues licking
Crackling heat, crimson flicking
Earth, dust and ashes form a pyre
flames of forgiveness growing higher
I sit, I scream, I cry and I shout
...Every tear I shed won't put this fire out
You have gone, somewhere else you dwell
Pile of burning cinders, nothing but a shell
Feel the peaceful spirit birds and trees
Nature seems to calm me, sudden breeze
then I stop, think and I start to smile
Cosmic meeting was all worth while
I lay here hours till break of dawn
Comforted white widow, silent morn
Love is strong, our spirits will greet
different time and place, again we'll meet
True love, your beauty rare thing to find
close my eyes you're inside my mind
burning fire, red tongues flicking
Crackling heat, crimson flicking
Gone is the pain, as I bathe in glory
For having you dear, in my life story

Caught beneath the carpet floor
Lies the crumb of a biscuit wanting more
Lay in a packet for most of their life
Only ever halfed with a butter knife
If the world is a carpet, crumb you know
Savour the sugar of our biscuit dough
Blessed in life with many a crumb
Some in friendship, some even as mum
We gather together in a sweet cookie affair
Experience our life together then disappear
Some make speeches, some make mumbles
But my dear that's the way the cookie crumbles

Its about free love, its about frugality
Step on the bohemian bus, take a ride with me
Calling all artists, all musicians every writer
This is one journey,that's gonna be an all-nighter
The radicals, the cultured, its gonna be a ride
Don't need money, just yourself, so step inside
The bohemian bus parked down by the sea
We sit in the sunshine with a dram of whisky
Don't need no rules we need free understanding
Society is governed by a law somewhat demanding
Nouveau, gypsy, dandy, zen or beat
Whatever you are come join us on the street
Its our Rainbow gathering, bless mother earth
Bless one another, live life as it is worth...

Lets fly to the moon the stars and the sun
To catch the dreams that have just begun
we collect the feathers we gather the stones
we collect the sticks and search for the bones
We bring them here to our sacred land
we swim through the seas and dance on the sand
Our life on earth is but a mere stitch
We search for spirituality, not for the rich
We bless all spirits, all animals, all trees
Tie knots in our leather to calm the breeze
When our life on earth is ready to end
We call upon spirits of our ancestors and friends