lord
i feel your
sweet rain
that wash
my soul again
keep me whole
the truth
be told
this fragile
world we live
for all
the beauty
that you give

Airbrushing
Their September shadows  
Upon this playground

sometimes we whither away
in the sweet game of life but
love teaches us
more than that
thus we find a way
to mend the ships and the sails of life
beyond the years of yesterday
if we continue
to have faith and courage but
let the heart say yes
then everything will be ok

Lord
here i am
i am
standing still
purify me
i am ready
to receive
your full glory
the holy ghost
rain inside of me
here at the top of
this sweet hill
always standing still

lord
i
have found
the
light at the end of the tunnel
now
i
have made my vows
with
the
only one
that
i
truely love
shed light on me

i stand here
near
this shore of
light but
where do
i go
i feel
the winds of
change
in your eyes
i feel
the
avacado
green light
in your smile
of honestly

when
it shines
her
liquid light
i
call it sun
that
brings us life

truth
brings
a sweet melody
that
radiates
from the
heart of
a birdsong
everyday

what is glory but a name cast in iron
you wear nothing but this black veil
over your sweet smile
a nightingale outside of that
free to fill this humble blue sky
with your sweet wings
sing out loud with resonance
ring the bells of earth and heaven
hear the colossal roar of this crowd
oh sweet glory is nothing but a name

the will
of God
maketh the
stormlight
in the
silent hours of
the sun mountains
something of glory
and
magnificence
to tell His story
who maketh the stormlight

crystal night
what blonde light
leans upon
the face of stars
that shine so bright
give us
this shining night

the
wolfmoon
cackles
and
howls
through
the
darkwine
night

What tides
pulling us
into these
shores
returning
this stray
moonlight
drifting from
your eyes of
honesty

through
all
the
twists and turns
the
owl moon
born
with
a
set of wings
the
choice of kings
shall
drift across
the
river Jordan
and
all
i
need is a set of wings

the scent of
purple dawn
white celtic clouds
above this ground
maple brown eyes
move around
then
a gust of magic wind
whisper
to the soul
still
ghosts
live in
this
pink abandon house

killer whales
play
ping pong
with
their
fish tails

every
inch of space
every
kind of place
every
thought of
the
human race
the
crawl of
inch worm
shall
win the race

we did our best
to let these

angry scars of
war confess but

death shall not
let you rest

because we wear
these clothes of death

what joy
and laughter
youth brings
to thee
i sing
that let me
run free
like the
southern wind
while
i have a chance
to hold my red kite again

lord
i
drink
from
the
same river twice
when
i am
in your presence

night
heckled
and
laughed
at
her prey
like
a pack of
wild
spotted hyenas

wild geese
trumpet
through
breckenridge blue sky
then
honk their
antique brass horns
at
the
pearl white moon
navigate
themselves
back home

I'm
captured by
your eyes
stone black iris
surrounded by
a sea of pumpkin orange
with
shades of
gray and black
sprinkled
upon
her
face and wings
from
the
wise tale of
a snowy white owl

amber night
is
lit
what
shines
through
blue jars of fireflies

oh
lassie aye
what
green
Gaelic sky
a place
before
i die

love is
what we make
the spirit  knows
when to bend or break
if we learned
how to compromise
if we make mistakes

Night is
A black cat with
Her moonshape eyes
Walking gently
Across this
Sweet blue
Serengeti sky

walking
through
the eyes of
a hurricane
are
the swift
legs of rain

oh
what laughter of
the
gray storm
when
we hear
the
sound of
the
snare drum

what flavor of pain
the master
intoxicated with power
to rule and to reign
thus
inhuman and insane
poured his tortures
upon the slave
for the love of money
and fame
and
what flavor of pain

every now and then
racism
a venomous snake
that once or twice
pop its head up
to sticks out
its fork tongue
to taste
the conditions of
the atmostphere
to determines
when he
shall strike
the exposed and
the weak flesh
of society

words
are
chords of wood
that
kindles a fire
through
the
pine green soul

this earth
so full of  
great wonder
follows a path
created by
God almighty
with unbroken laws
that  manifest
His omnipotence
power and glory
in all of
His creations
precious Lord
i submitt
to your will

death
is
a salesman
waiting
to
purchase
your
soul

thornbirds brush their wings
against the crest
where we go
to build a nests
here to sing
the highest note
push a thorn
up through our chest
what final place to rest
when thornbirds
brush their wings
against the crest

Unseen, until now
Breakage appearing
In this mint green snow

the soul
shall give up
the ghost of time

love
is like
a swirl of
pink cotton candy
resting
upon
a honey-coated cone
and
love is dandy
at
the
county fair

the
soul
ask
for
a drink of water
while
living
in
the
depths of hell

mars
stretch out
your
red falcon wings
we feel
your
black
marble eyes
your feathers
are
orange flames
that
soar
through
pink salmon sky
in ships
that
we crafted
oh lord
we go on to mars

yes i know
this river
all my life
i know
her twice
thus i go
to drink
from the
River Styx
where i drink
from her twice

faith adjust
her glide path
through the
Pharaoh's soul and
the arc of time
shall write his name
in gold

this love
we shall
not take
there is
something in
this heart
only we
can shape

earthlings
traveling at
the speed of light
through
warped space
we hear
the hum of infinity

a glint of light
from
the
cusp of heaven
slipped
through
the
mighty walls of Troy

young lovers
make
their
journey quest
with
locked hands
thus
inseparable light

moonlight sea
together we
are captured
by the same
souless night

leadership
is
the
circular
movement
and
momentum
when
everyone
get
their
fingers
wet
recycling of ideas
and
nothing is wasted
through
the
eyes of
the old
and
the young

what do
the sunflowers do
before they
glance
at the
blue sky before
daybreak gold
well
they put on
their best dress
then wait for
the sun
to put on
all of the light
and be blessed