as i glanced
from the
top of the
hill and there
there, i stood
asking the Lord
is this real
to witness
this great
abundance of light
here on earth
a providence sunset
and there
there i stood

what message
be sealed with
a kiss
this love is
thine

racism
like the
head of Medusa
full of evil and
poisonous snakes
a venomous bite
to the soul
captures
the spirit
the more
that it takes
racism
makes
the heart
turn cold
towards humanity embrace

both oceans made of water
made from thee
why does thou
cast this storm over me
that make both oceans
that we fill so happily
then i must confess
this ocean that we fill
is my sanctuary

we
greet
our
best friends
with
dignity and respect
like
blue foot ducks
engaged
in
courtship ceremony
bobbing and weaving
blinking and winking
to
position
our
distinguished heads
from
side to side
with
a wiggle and a giggle
some
fancy elbow touches
and
finally
polite
gentlemen's
handshake
to
seal
the
ever­lasting friendship
amen
hallelujah

beauty
need not a mirror
negotiate with herself
in love with vanity but
lack wisdom
about her beauty
about herself
possess
the soul
intoxicated with power
not made of gold
nor truth to unfold
need not a mirror
take control

in
due season
love
is
ripe
enough
for
us
to
share the reason

Lord
what is
my life
but
a spectrum of light
while
we learn about
things that are good
become
things that are right

slow down
slow down
this
moment still
slow down
slow down
upon
this hill
slow down
slow down
until
we
keep thy faith
through
God's will

ghost of guns
beget
iron canons
echo across
the
battlefields
the
men no longer
protected
by
the
fountain of youth
nor
their
gold plated
battle shields
when
there is no place to cry

lord be please
at all
the things
that we do
faith
prayer
heart
soul
courage
commitment
sweet songs
spirit earth
we uplift
our spirits
to praise you
all the things
that we do

lord
up there
upon
the
hills of Nottingham
still
underneath
the
cornflower yellow sun
where
i
witnessed
the
early
cusp of heaven's dawn

frozen ice crystals
stick to the
barb wired fence
surrounds the
concentration camps
let death
comes here to nest
where you hear
the coldest screams
at best
in broad daylight
screams that
flow through the vents
inside these prison walls
you hear the screams
that flow
through the leaves
of the naked trees
that fill
the forest floor
when fear
closed both her eyes

when the
aspen trees gather
in red autumn
still
we hear
the pastel colors
whistling through
this sacred wind

truth
is
unmeasurable
without
an
ounce of wiggle room

catch me
in the
springtime
catch me
upon the
pearl white
moon
catch in
the
summer of 42
catch
the
fireflies of June

what
sweet sunlight
possessed
lock and key
to my
soul

what light
breathe into
the soul
is the
spiritual
flame of hope

when
both
our hearts
shall
drink
a cup
filled with sky

what source of
light
that
bind us
to God
moved me
closer
to thee

what
the
soul
is
after
more
than
anything
in
the
hereafter
is
the
taste of
freedom
in
June

if you
find
a place
for the
wings of
the
monarch butterfly
then
you found
a happy
piece of sky

lord
let me
tidy up some things
now
reincarnated
as a blue water bird
appeared with wings

i am sorry for what i said
i am sorry for not praying
we all deserve
second chances instead
your sweet grace
is there for me
for all the promises made
that come from thee and
for all the
promises made

clairvoyant eyes
give thy spirit
wings to fly
now
press against
the
earthy skin
we rise above
the
sea again
and
catapult thy heart
through
the
flesh of the sky

at the end
of every branch
that leans
towards the
crisp sunlight
leadeth me there
blooms a leaf
must breathe
the air
more reason
to share
that says
i am

lord
through
it all
i hear
your call
here
i am
Lord
touch
me again
with
your word
let me
into the
kingdom of heaven
because
in faith
Lord
with prayer
comes  victory
that is
what
i live for
to  have
a glimpse of
His glory

love is
a seed
that
grows
yet
hard
to find
that
place to go
where
love is
a seed
that we
know
and
a place
where
i live

it shall be gone
before the tears leave
her white river eyes
now whispered upon
yes all of red autumn

the
world
enchanted
thus
bittersweet
if
we break bread
with thee
not
one slice of it
but
we
shall
take the crumbs
and
embrace
thy faith in it

light
flash
through
empty space
while
the
rays
shine
across
your face

faith
restoreth
me whole
when
the healing
takes control
Lord
this is
a blessing
and
i call it
a breakthrough

what sharp
angry eyes
served me
a
warm cup of
evil tea
when
you look at me

our souls
are molded
by
this heaven
that
give us
our due
that
give us
our daily bread
when we are
mold by this heaven

concrete highways
with
neon lights
are
the
veins and arteries
allowing motorists
to
navigate their vehicles
through
the
heart and soul of the metropolis

my soul
captured
amber light
from the
fireflies
that
rest
in the
palms of
my hands
inside of a
blue glass jar
fireflies
shine through
the night

night comes
here soon and
dance through
the night
in full bloom
night comes
hear soon

what of
red hot summer
while
she writes
a heart felt letter
to her sister
cold blue winter

flocks of thornbirds
dip and dive
the wings
through
blueberry sky
taste the
world of harmony
when
we fly

oh
lord
we
hear
the
green grass of home
whispering
beneath
our
quiet feet

heart be this flame
a lamp
unto
the soul
that
burn through
the
window of night
and
be
more than gold

Serengeti sunset
the dance of
life and death
pauses to
see her reflection
in mirrored
blue sky
thus
catch her breath
And
We shall
hear the
sound made by
the
Sweet
sound of blue rain
when
we hear
the
storm light

the light
from the fireflies
trapped inside
the soul
shine through
your moonlight eyes and
reflect from
your bright smile
the thirsty heart
that turned
things into gold
the wild bliss
that we
still hold
yes all made
still
between
light and gold

blessed be
the eyes of heavens
boundless graced
in every direction
filled with
lavender-scented

my soul
captured prey
caught
in the claws
of death and evil
now
a stowaway
in the
belly of
the
slave ship
named Jesus
when
we wear
the
same shoes

the
Gods wrestle
with
the stars
at night
and
this is
how
we receive
the light

what
ballad
to
this moon
that bring
these
haunted ghost
here soon
we
ride upon
that
wicked broom
what
ballad
to
this moon

oh, what pink ash rose
that burst open wide
what balanced the
sacred blue sky
thus
be gentle soon
until
the kind and gentle bloom
when we hear the
Gregorian Chant of the
pink ash rose
while
it blooms