They may reduce a building to rubble,
The men of violence may break our bones,
And the killers of peace may silence a city,

But know one thing...

The spirit of Love
and Peace
will forever fly.

We are richer than we know,
and still blind to our wealth,
Remember this,
not all wealth can be held,
measured, or felt by human hands.

There is some wealth
richer than all of that.
It glows right before you.
Reach out with the mind's eye,
And place the treasure in your heart.

The constant waves of an uncertain era,
Headlines confused with stale paranoia,

Switch off the media,
Silence the social lies,

In the gift of a warm season take delight,
All pain is but a shadow in the closing of a day.

Crown of Iron,
Tears of Freedom,
Shards of Hope,
I am all of these,
And more,
Much more,
I am a Man.

Mother, My Mother,
My fingerprint of Humanity,
The soul of my soul,
I miss you so much,
In the hardest winter of existence
Your smile still warms my weeping heart,
One day, I know not when, we shall meet again,
And I shall feel your warm embrace again,
And winter will melt away into memory,
Nor shall there be tears or weeping of the willows,
I shall stand atop the highest hill
And the rain will wash away all grief,
And the spirit of Love will sing,
It will sing of a love deeper and older than time,
It shall sing of a hymn written by the Beloved,
And the melody will be Life,
And the lyrics will be of birth and hope,
And the chorus will be sung in valleys across Heaven's shires,
Mother, My Mother.

Inside all of us glows the heart of peace,
One day upon the wings of weeping peace,
There will be those in love with life and peace,

Those fortunate few seeking rare pleasures,
They will find the Treasure of Treasures,
Death will have no power or measure.

Stand under the raining twilight,
Stand under the kiss of night,
Stand under the reason of light.

The flow of life will one day ebb and die,
All flesh will one day in the ground rest,
Even stone and marble will one day decay.

Seize what you have today,
Savour what you have today,
Love each and every day.


*NOTE: Dedicated to a sweet and sincere lady who last night left this world. She leaves our world richer with her heartfelt poetry, her warm smile, and her passion for her fellow human beings.  May she rest in peace in the home of the eternal Beloved.

In the midnight light
Lightening seeks a searching soul,

Embers of dreams glow
From the dark pools of the eyes,

Silent music shimmers
And ripples over symphonic lips,

The spirit of Freedom
Lives on the pages of a new day.

Never leave for tomorrow
what you should have said today,
Time is merciless,

Sometimes, in the way of the world,

We lose track of the priorities,
We lose track of loved ones,
We lose the very thing which makes us smile.

Loss of love teaches us,

One day,
And that day will come,
You too will sit back and remember.

You will live on in our dreams,
You will live on in our hearts,
You will live on in our words,

You will live on in our songs,
You will live on in our memories,
You will live on in our prayers,

Your smile, your spark,
Forever in our hearts,
Always and forever,

O, my Eternal Beloved,
The cosmic Light of Life,
Lord of Love and Mercy,

May this sweet angel play safely
In the eternal fields of freedom,
Where no harm can reach him.

The broken ones are stronger,
They see deeper, far deeper,
These are life's true soldiers,

Sit with them and learn,
Discover strength and hope,
And know that you are not alone.

The seasons of earthly existence,
Breathing in the colours of humanity,

The spirit of autumn light glows,
Over the green and gold,

One day, upon the oceans of time,
Humanity will dance to the Beloved's song,

A lyric written at the dawn of awakening,
It shall release all glittering souls.

The trees of summer fade away,
Their songs whisper upon the air,

Nations withering under occupation,
The lust grows for the earth's lifeblood,

There is no profit in war and invasion,
Only loss, deep and heavy,

Remember this, O Man,  
The seasons of existence are a circle,

The touch of life is light itself,
These bare branches will blossom again,

The Beloved's kingdom will glitter and pulse,
And the light will glow across us all.

Days of blood and pain,
and of heartache and betrayal,
they come and stain us.
But know this,
a new day will dawn,
light and mercy will once again rise and glow.

A homeless man,
living in a rotting factory,
found a limping crow,
crawling on the road,
about to be crushed
under the wheels of a car,

The man ran into the road
and saved the bird,

He got some water,
and he found some straw,
and he built a nest,
and bought some seeds,

In a crushed world
where animals and birds
are shot for man's mad sport,
the tale of a homeless man
saving a bird
gives the human race
hope for redemption.

The name of the Beloved is in every place,
Every nest,
In every light,

The Beloved is the light in the dark,
The dance in the flame is the Beloved's song,
Only those in love with love can hear that immortal tune.

In a world becoming colder,
More divisive and torn,

Speak to each other,
Heal and inspire the children,

Plant the trees of life,
Bask in the light of the Beloved.

The season of light,
Of blue skies
And yellow curved flowers,

Let no one bring darkness
Or dread lies to the world,
Their war of words consumes mercy,

Smile and unite in times of hate,
Stand proudly with a shared humanity,
Make the music that ignites the soul.

The killers of peace,
They are the forsaken,
Their fingerprints are stained,

These are the eaters of insanity,
Violence throbs in their bones,
Souls far from the shores of humanity,

Families drowning in grief,
Communities torn apart,
And Love weeping all alone.

Let no man make you feel inferior,
Rise up and stand your ground,
You have every right to breathe,
To savour each day's delights,
And to feel free from fear,
Fly, you glistening black raven,
Unfurl your crow feathers,
And fly to heavenly heights,
Search for the heart of freedom.

Whoever you are,
Whatever race or faith,
Regardless of nation or borders,

Remember this:

WE
ARE
ONE.

In the days of summer
And the harvest of autumn,

Remember the smiles of light,
Remember the days of humanity,

And remember the mercy of the Beloved,
We are the children of hope and light.

Whether you voted Red,
Or Blue,
Always love each other,
And stay true.

No matter what happens,
Stay united,
And love each other,
Be part of a shared humanity.

Hate has no place,
Reach out to the forgotten,
Talk to your neighbours,
Remove the fear of the foreign.

Whether you are a person of faith,
Or no faith,

Whether you are from North,
South,
East,
Or West,

Whether you lean Right-Wing,
Or Left-Wing,

Whether you are Rich,
Or Poor,

Whether you are Black,
Or White,

Whether you are Here,
There,
And Everywhere,

One thing NEVER EVER changes…
The way MAN controls WOMAN,

From the moment a girl is born,
People run around,
Society comes calling,
Elders come pointing,
All seeking to lay a word here
And a word there,

A Woman is constantly under pressure,
She is ordered around,
Manipulated by friends and foe,
Made to feel guilty and inferior,
Told to wear this and that,
Held behind as Men progress,

I say one thing and it is this:

Let a Woman have REAL CHOICE,

And those who dare to point fingers,
I say to them look to your own lives,

My faith is Humanity,
Not Man made insanity,

The light of the Beloved glows on all,
Seek compassion,
And be at peace.

To ride upon a steed where dreams flow upon freedom's highways,
The eyes of the world watching from painted man made veils,

Her voice shall never be silenced or suppressed by false knights,
In her veins the song of life sways to the rhythm of her heart,

Those storms that rage in the printed ink of the newspapers,
And the daily lies and stereotypes flashing across television screens,

None of them will breach the fortress of her inner peace of mind,
Inside, in the tranquillity of her soul, she swims in the seas of serenity.

Time is friend to no man,

And those who delay being with the source of warmth that nursed and loved them,
They will learn the lesson of tears and grief when the hour becomes cold.

In this day of the internet, mobile phones, and apps to communicate,
We are the most emotionally cold and remote of all societies in the history of the human race.

If you have a Mother, and she is still alive, be there for her,
Forget work, forget friends, forget the merry-go-round,
Pause your life for a moment and seek out the embrace of your Mother.

In these fields of humanity's fragrant summer,
For a delicate moment she pauses and contemplates,

Upon that bridge of time's fading seasons,
She smiles and reflects upon the hope of humanity,

We are all children of the eternal Beloved,
And one day we shall all play freely and be as one,

One family, one nation, one world, one love,
And hate shall be but a distant memory.

Paris, Moscow, Berlin, New York, London,
City of angles where the poor are abandoned,

In a windswept corner of a merciless winter street,
The discarded soul of a divided nation sleeps,

This man is a forgotten mother's human jewellery,
He lounges on the concrete pillow of rich cruelty,

A blanket of cold wraps around his exposed feet,
Torn clothes flapping over another statistical tragedy,

He sleeps beyond the smears and headlines of hate,
The hymns of hope and light arrived way too late,

No one will remember his voice or fading songs,
For he is from the tribe of the invisible broken ones,

Their stories and brief lives brutalized by silence,
Once, they were a part of life's cosmic balance,

There is a war being waged upon the human soul,
A battlefield littered with bloodstained begging bowls.

From the heights of freedom's songs,
Seated upon a throne crafted by time,

The plague of war wasting away nations,
Through this darkness a glimmer of light,

The Beloved's uncaged domain,
Solitude breathes over the soul,

A bird sang and a song was heard,
The delicate music so still and lyrical,

Peace was the precious melody,
Glittering unity for one and all.

Your radiant smile, oh my brightly flavoured darling,
I saw the light in your smile beaming from far away,
Holding two warm cups, you carried the tea of kindness,
You glided over to me with a graceful dancing step,
Our greetings, our warmth, our joy and twinkling zest,

In the window of my mind I welcomed you in my arms,
I held you close, ever so close, I inhaled your perfume,
The contours of your lush landscape merged into mine,
Our two worlds wrapped together as one sweet soul,
Our laughter, our steps, our chats and sparkling auras,

In the golden autumn air we gazed upon treasures rare,
The leaves floated like confetti all around the canopy,
Pigeons puffed their plumage and danced for the girls,
You and I, we admired the colours of autumn's passion,
Our shoulders gently weaving and caressing in harmony,

My lips tasted the golden light in your gorgeous eyes,
Green, amber and gold carpeted the glittering park,
My nose tickled the tip of your nose in a rosy touch,
Upon the parting of the ways time seemed to pause,
On the way home I still walked with you, hand in hand.

Love,
Humanity,
and Unity
is what our world weeps for,

Remember Hope,
Remember Peace,
Remember Compassion.

In a world abandoned to darkness I shall be a light,
My dance will burn brightly before the setting of the sun,

Rust and decay litter this forgotten stage of the world,
My dance shall glitter on the pathways of humanity,

I shall bow down to no fear, no hate, no violence,
My dance rises to realms few dare to contemplate.

From fresh green fields,
To the decaying arches of times,
Every place of solitude is a stage,
Dance and swirl with your soul,
Ink your delicate steps and compose,
Write a symphony woven with stars.

Crisp the air, and bright the day,
Brighter still was your radiant trust,

Your delightful honeyed greeting,
Eyes glistening with mesmerising magic,

Your courage is a cherished treasure,
Strength glimmers deep inside you,

We two walked as one delicious lyric,
Each of our steps lit with fresh hope,

Tan suede shoes gracefully tapping,
High heeled over hills and canal stones,

Holding your soft hand upon the crest,
Our fingers waltzing together lovingly,

Larking downhill with shared earthy joy,
Our laughter swirling through the air,

We glided under nature's canopy,
Dancing with gleaming inner peace,

Our journey a serenade of sentences,
Your words weaving softly into mine,

Your name is nectar inside my mouth,
My name with your voice is a melody,

Lush rose petal lips butterfly shaped,
Silken threads of sunlight unite us both,

The doors of our inner dreams opened,
Trees and waterways became our lounge,

We melted each other with pure passion,
Unveiling layers of transparency,

Upon the bed of the vast open garden,
The fingers of sanctuary traced over us,

I swam so shyly in your amber eyes,
Throbbing with ripples of pure bliss,

Our touch, the silky touch of our eyes,
A bridge glowing with intimate dignity,

On that curved soul ridge sat you and I,
Both sharing a flawless drink of respect,

In an age of icy cybernetic existence,
Both of us knew a much warmer tune,

Breathing in the sublime moments,
Tasting the scent of the late season,

The essence of your gorgeous patterns,
Darling, you and I, we discovered solitude,

Our spiritual kiss, it was ever so deep,
Lips and tongues wrapped in rapture,

This kiss, it twinkled and caressed us,
Musical notes felt in the fabric of our souls,

The fingertips of two unexplored worlds,
As we two parted, we felt the air pulsate,

In our minds we hugged each other close,
This was our mystical and tender embrace,

Oh, my gorgeous eyed dove, fly freely,
Reach for the soul of the vast cosmos.

It was spoken, at the birth of time,
And the purest of words it was,

The Beloved's eternal message,
Humanity as one, love for all,

In those summer days of light,
The message was mercy,

Speak, and smile, say the words,
Sing of the song of peace,

Once, at the birth of time,
The Beloved cradled us all.

No man can cage freedom’s light,
No violent state can destroy hope,
The sacred blood of children,
Those who shed it are the ******,
Beauty and peace shall come,
Their song will be liberty’s dance.

In this world they shall hurl jagged rocks,
And they shall fire the bullets of hate,

But look,
And behold,

She turns the rocks into soft reclining seats,
And the hate she turns into the light of love.

In a fragmented existence,
Where nations are fractured,

Fear and lies are peddled far,
And truth gagged and jailed,

The disease is man made,
Confusion and greed too,

Let the people live and breathe,
Open wide the gates of healing and humanity.

Treat your fellow human beings with warmth,
With compassion and with understanding,

Be patient and listen to their words,
Give them support and give them hope,

They hunger for the balm of acceptance,
Each day for them is a battle for existence.

Out there, in that cold inhuman space,
Some will never return home to loved ones,

Tonight, they sleep the sleep of the undreaming,
Their lives exterminated by bullets fuelled by hate,

Butchery raged in places of peace and serenity,
The songs of children strangled by a merciless darkness,

Know this, know this, you who sow terror and division,
Your barbaric symphony will never tear us apart,

Mercy is our song, Love too,
And we shall stand together as One.

They who wear the loud words of power,
Littering our world with political hatred,

Their infertile poison withers our land,
They harvest insidious seasons of violence,

Choke our rainbow flavoured nation no more,
No more,

It is time to plant the seeds of human peace,
Let the soil be enriched with love and hope,

Rest and remember the days of humanity and light,
In these fields of autumn's last gold a soul dreams.

Wash away the downpour of pain,
Let the ache left by false leaders ebb far away,

Make that call to the smiling season of summer,
Bright light of the Beloved's eternal mercy,

Step into the parlour where dreams are heard,
These are the moments from the pages of memory.

Once…
We floated, we floated,

We sailed upon the waters of summer,
Carefree days,

Out there, across the banks of memory,
We shimmered and smiled,

The passing of decades shall not age us,
We brothers shall live on,

The ages may come and go,
The years may clog up our streets and homes,

Yet we shall never fade,
Our moment will ripple ever on upon the light,

Our lives are brief, so brief,
But we shall never fear the coming of the night,

This water, this boat, this moment,
This is home.

Life, on freedom's open highways,
The wind rushing through my hair,

Speed, dancing through the days,
The music tingling my soul,

Me, a rider upon the Beloved's Path,
The truth unleashes my strength.

In the springtime of that dark year of grief and loss,
The light of the Beloved glowed over the world’s soul,
Over the world’s soul,

The darker days of judgement will fade away,
Hate’s darkness will cease to be,
Will cease to be,

The songs of compassion will be heard again,
Our souls shall twinkle in the days of light,
In the days of light.

We worshipped the false egg,
Chocolate money bunny,

The message of the Beloved was deeper,
Deeper and richer,

The message once sang of peace,
It was the very melody of humanity,

Long ago it was,
Before the coming of greed's fatal virus,

We were brothers once,
And we shared the blessed message,

Remember hope,
And celebrate love.

Another day of stone cold deafening silence,
The voiceless ones whisper their words on paper,
Their truth barbecued by insidious censorship,

Make a dua, make a prayer, make a promise for peace,
Speak for those whose homes were stolen in the daylight,
Ask for justice for the children who will never breathe again,

Pray for us, pray for them, pray for me and you, pray for all,
Let there be a day of love and healing for the forgotten,
Remember them in the dying of another censored day.

The Truth gets crushed,
Twisted and distorted,

Beware,

Brother Malcolm knew,
He knew, he knew,

Enough of the division and hate,
Unite for new hope and change.

In a world drowning in division and the song of chaos,
There is a reservoir in fields deeper than human thought,
Her strength is a summer's cooling tidal wave in the rain,

In those mystical soulful eyes a fire sings of human unity,
A radiance rare shimmers in the waterfall of her hair,
She has known the lilting lyrics of love's eternal glance,

Battles and wars dance and rage across a heartless world,
But she fuels existence with the universal colours of life,
Her lips write the melody of truth for those without voices.

The polite mask of those who spread division,
When that false face slips off in the darkness,
It reveals the sickness inside their decaying soul,

There is rot and lies, and the virus of hate,
Hard hearts reeking of midnight greed,
They thirst to dance in the raging inferno.