God
is
a jealous God
and
He
disapproves
of
mankind
desire to
play God
but
there
is
only one God above
who
maketh the world devine
almighty God
is
a self-creation
and
His word is
thy
will be done
thy kingdom come
and
we
must give
Him
all of the
glory and the praises

oh
lord
there
is
something enchanted
that
we know
you have
blessed
our land
with
blue Cherokee snow
and
make room
for
the
scared wild buffalo

alabaster
butterfly wings
afar
that
journey
through
red
canyon cliffs of Mars
i
wonder
who
you are
with
your
alabaster butterfly wings

oh
apple blossom
white rose
where
do
our
young lovers go
when
their
hearts
begins
to close

the
silver blade rivers
that
shaped
these
young pines
that
quiver
from
the
frosty mist
are
the
ageless
evergreen lines

oh
lord
what
the
autumn leaves
and
what
they
have said
their
bright
cheeks blushed
in
strawberry red

love
a
vulnerable
and
fragile
relationship
of
reparations
towards
a
qui­et revolution
inside of
the
temple of peace

love
is
charity
that
dwell
in
your soul
still
sweeter
than
gold

when
you look
through
the
rose windows of
my soul
you
shall see
a sea of
blue shadow mountains
in
my cathedral

black-winged starlings
stitching
and
building
more
sky
with
their
wings
opened­
wide

we
shall
turn
hearts into roses
and
evil thoughts
into thorns
while
every heart is a rose

love
is
a steeplechase
through
the
southern winds
up over
and
around the bend
just
a
wind parade
again

oh
young lovers
is
who
we are
holding hands
breaking bread
tasting wine
and
young lovers still
is
who
we
are

my
teeth
bite
and
chew
the
rope
that
hung me
until
the
crack of dawn
the
place
where
i
hung

the
mind
is
a sea of ghost windmills
and
blue castles
that
is
my
final journey quest

the
wicked eyes of  Red Mars
and
black boots
cut
a wedge
between
my
soul and
my grave
then
placed
a dagger
through
my heart
with
blood in my grave
while
donned
with
red cape
now
invisible again

what
a poem
shall do
is
undress
herself
and
dance in
the
sweet
moonlight of truth

your
words
bend
and sway
then
pulsate
along
the way
like
a
sea of startled
starlings

at
the inlets
of
every
nation
love
placed
her
anchor
but
still
waits
gen­tly

like
an
ascending lark
returned
back
to
earth
the
red violin
sings sweetly

the
heart
is
a vault
and
the
right place
to
store
our love

we
travel
from
peak to peak
between
the
valleys
upon
the creeks
through
a sea of
honest green pastures
with
our
ghost wings

lord
give us
this day
our
daily bread
this
earth
this moon
but
give us
this
winter's bloom

love
unlocked
thy
soul
with
a key
to liberate
the
journey of
thy heart

outside
the
canary yellow birdcage
who
patiently waits
the
midnight blue cat
with
her
bloodshot green eye stare
broad whiskey smile
smacks her thin lips
and
cherry red tongue
licking her whiskers
from
side to side
who
just
wants to
taste
the
canary yellow bird
trapped
in
the cage

through
broken shards of glass
and
broken iron nails
at last
the
path
i
could not control
if
i
walked
barefoot
upon
your soul

what
is
a poem
nothing
but
truth
flesh and bone

what
autumn soul
be
filled
with
leaves
and
branches
that
begin
with
a seed
water and sweet sunlight

oh
night
what
shiny sea of bells
that
rings across
the
starry starry night
that
swells
but
still
we
are haunted
by
the
black chimes of night
what
shiny sea of bells

blind death
shall
see
no wrong
but
only
sweet perfection
within
itself

mountains of clarity
landed
upon
the
soul of
the
Yellow River
thus
made her
open up her eyes
through
mountains of clarity

what
blue rose
who
sings out loud
still
leaps the highest
from
the
wedding bride's
bouquet of blue roses

oh
great mountain high
what
peaks
that
touch
the
sacred
Iroquois sky
as
blue
as
robin's egg
drift
through
her
Iroquois eyes

lord
i
take
my
shame in this world
to
stand
in
the
haunted rain
where
the
living
water
cleanse my soul
again

water lilies
rest
upon
the
strawberry hills
sing
sweetly
through
the
starry starry night
God's will
is
what
we reveal

sky
wears
her
beautiful
blue scarf
and
pink ash rose dress
appeared
through
my
fresh eyes
To
Witness

my lord
i
swear
the
seamless blue sky
is
a
gorgeous affair

The little red bike
That nobody rides
The child
who owns it,
Recently died

the
raisin black
marbled eyes of
the
armor-plated  
komodo dragon
introduced
me
to
his
kinfolks
with
a
whiskey smile
a wink
and
a
cherry red
fork tongue
that
said how do you do
and
not only that
it is a great pleasure
to
meet you

love
never tired
but
always inspired
to
be
honest and true
yet
love
i
ask
to
be with you

to
protect
and
bring
the
world
peace
faith
be
thy
shield
while
faith
let me heal
my
faith is release

thy
wings
drift
through
the air
and
her
eyes
fresh and clear
so
love
if you dare

what
lurks about
while
hammerhead sharks
and
barracudas
swim
in
the
sea of
fear and doubt
and
i
swim
through
another
nightmare
filled
with
screams and shouts

lords
please
tell
our
sons and daughters
to
let
our
souls rest
upon
these
quiet water

all
praises are due
towards
the
great grandfather sky
when
your
imperial march
through
endless sky
when
the
sky is painted
lightning blue

what
shaped
the
sour eyes of
the
enchanted
mirror image of
the
wicked witch of
Winston Salem

fear and  doubt
are
the
Andean condors
that
circle about
the
naked blue sky
waiting
for
the
carcass of
hope and change to die

leaps of faith
abound
when
the
heart and soul
are
found
thus
planted
firmly
upon the ground
and
your dreams
turned
into gold

oh
love
but
where
does
it
comes from
the
internal engines of
the
heart and soul
where
that
love moves freely

What makes
The
Quiet storm
When
The
Cotton white clouds
Sing
Their
Rendition of
Bring Him Home