let my flesh
be
the surface
while
my soul
have
a purpose
before
my eyes
have opened

let my flesh
be
the surface
while
my soul
have
a purpose
before
my eyes
have opened

blind light
taste so bitter
when darkness
flows through
your heart
just before
our love
got lost
tonight

oh
wicked moon
peeks
through
the
naked cherry tree
before
she blossoms

songbird
builds
her nest
among
the
pecan trees
at
best
before
the
autumn
goes
to rest

young
and
restless
light
shall
cleanse
the
soul
with
clarity
before
the
clearing

night
chase
the
spirit of light
to undress
herself
before
the
eyes of dawn

blue
mirrored-sky
parade
her clouds
before
the
gray storm
goes by

the blue
gray clouds
rolling
in and out of
royal blue sky
nor breaking
their silents
said i
before the
high tides

clouds
we
sneeze
then
giggle
before
the
rain storm

the
nuts and bolts of
the soul
just
made of
brick and mortar
before
the soul
reaches heaven

when
the soul is all alone
death creeps in
like an angry stork
before
the
storm

birds climb
the sky high
upon their wings but
leave their nest
before
they could
sing
at night

the white
owl-eyed moon
perched in
the night sky
silent claws
wait to
crush her pray
before
they die

when birds
dip their wings
into Holy Water
before they
take flight
across the
snowy owl moon
Lord
what faithful night

the
songbird
builds
her nest
among
the
pecan trees
before
this autumn
goes
to rest

lord
let
our
souls
be
mountains
rivers
valleys
upon
the
emerald green earth
thus
molded
by
the
hands of God
and
be
forever faithful

what
is
blue sky
but
the
scent of ginger
before we die

streaks of light
shall heal
this tender sky
embrace this truth
before we die

keyhole
in
the sky
we
search
for
the
lock and key
before we die

the sound of
thunder
crash
through
the sky
the
blend of
dissonant
bells
that
ring
out loud
before
we die

thy soul
grapple
with
the
enchanted night
before
we embrace
when
we drink
from
the
wine cups of
the
Greek Gods

light
is
the
best
disinfectant
to
uncover the truth
if
we
examine the root
before
we
taste the fruit

after
the windstorm
starlings
dip
their wings
into
the sea of
holy water
before
we
touch
the
sky again

let
your
imagination
be
a thing of beauty
and
deep respect
before
you
carve
the stone

the world
falls
asleep
upon
a red
poppy field
without any sound
from the band
dead souls
buried in
the stands
when the
death march
begins
one by one
before
your weeping eyes

A smile, a kind word, a helping hand,
Seeds of compassion sown on the land.
Patience for stumbles, forgiveness for flaws,
Weaving a tapestry without a single clause.

Understanding whispers, soft and low,
Easing burdens, where empathy can flow.
Let respect be the bridge, hearts open wide,
Building a world where kindness can confide.

For in unity's embrace, we truly see,
The greatest magic is what we can be:
Good to each other, a chorus so strong,
A melody of kindness that rights every wrong.
Throughout life,  be good to each other

keep on praying
keep on receiving
God's blessings
be forgiving
holy spirit
be faithful
you shall hear it
be graceful
and be near it
be humble
do not fear it
be grateful

behind
each mirror
is a
reflection of self
while
you can see
the color of
your dreams
hide on the shelf
behind
each mirror

priest are men
fastened
to
their
robes
dwell
behind
the
church walls
while
we hear
the
heart beats of words

the
eyes of faith
hold back
her tears
when
you love
and
trust in God
just
let
Him
go to work
behind the scene
and
put
His hands on the wheel
throw
your hands up
in the air
and
just
say
glory...glory
unto the lord

priest are men
fastened
to
their
robes
but
dwell
behind
these
church walls
where
we
hear
the
heartbeat of their
silent words
or
nothing at all

oh lord
what dwell
behind
the
twin storms
that
bring us gray clouds
that
bring us white lightning
or
give us
humble blue sky
behind
the
twin storms

behind
the walls
of hell
are
the apocalyptic
words that swell
behind
the walls of hell

behind this gun
are
bruised
and
kindred souls
always on
the
run

night
a black widow spider
you put us
under
your spell
between
heaven and hell
let us see
all the stars
behind
your black veil

the
silly ravens cackled
at
the
scarecrow's situation
being
stuck on a wooden pole
and
the ravens
would ****** straw
from
his
raggedy Ann hand-me-down clothes

thy heart
indeed
a collection of memories
crafted for
the heart
to forgive
love
trust
and
be lifted

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

behind the scene
when
violet eyes of spring unwind
while
bending
the
stiff branches
of
the
Sycamore tree

young lovers
hang
their
heart-shaped shadows
across
the
cliff of wales
beneath
a million stars

mirrored lake
beneath
our feet
reflect
a
ghost white moon

The sweet color of
The autumn leaves
That is an
Expression of
Joy beneath
The flesh and
Bone of trees

dear God
be personal
with
me today
while
i
continue to pray
your
sacred words pierce
through
these clouds
with
your
sweet holy light
be personal
with
me again

Dear God
be personal
with me today
when i
continue to pray
you pierce
the clouds
with
your sweet light
be personal
with me today

slaves
on a slaveship
named Jesus
human cargo
bound for
the new world
God's children
stolen from
the arms of
Mother Africa
oh Lord
thou shall not
let our souls
be shaken again

i could not reach
the edge of
my grave
to rest in peace
because of
the iron
ball and change
attach to the slave
the chatter of
death separated by race
beside my grave

my
corpse
lies flat and still
where
the
jagged hills
upon
gray stormy sea
beside
the
cliff of Wales
no place
i
would rather be