Do we know what time
How something
Amazing will arrive
Feeling to be brave
A voice inside do you know
To love- run- or hide
Do we smell a rose

Do we know a true love

Heavenly power turning
  God above
A fruitful taste of grapes
  or a cruise ship lip to lip
  Escape mind- trip
New birth celebration show
What do we really know?

Your birth or what's now
A wish give it all you got
Wake up call or last shot  
Godly light angelic face  
Big candle to blow
Step forward you are the big show
Chosen one  pray to rejoice

Embrace your age
Every facet heart of a magnet
Bright sunset how you met
Eyes focused all mind-set
Meditation all healing wet
Godly voice to transform  
But God knows

Sweet serenity lifted gravity
  *     *     *    
To envision with all conditions
Dressed on a mission
But nothing to confess
Your self worth in uniform
Somehow you smell the fire  
Darkness feeling a hint of low
But you rise up different world
Maturing growing

A healing flower blooming*
A world of fighting pins
of a cactus
Mind it fits like a genius
God only knows
What do we know?

Distant trains still sound alarms,
Blinds are drawn, people yawn,
It's time to call the day.

The sun's turned off,
The moon's turned on,
The stars like pinholes
Blink till dawn.
The animals are bedded
On the farm;
Beneath the counterpane
I'll find no harm.

Today's work is done,
Tomorrow's not begun,
But tonight I'll sleep
Like the seventh son.

Quhat doe yow call a king that's first and sixt?
Yow call him Gods appointed King; King James;
The King of Ireland, Scotland, and England, mixt;
The King of riuers Shannon, Tay, and Thames.
God blesse the King, the faithfull King who claimes
For Christ the King the English written word,
And lifts the name aboue all other names
VVho is the Lord of euery other lord.
The King of kings, the word that's als a sword
Diuiding soule from spryte as flesh from bone,
Hath made Him selfe with James of one accord,
And plac'd the monarch James upon his throne.
The Booke of James by God is avthoriz'd,
And hath no neede to euer be reviz'd.

Is your mind man manipulated?
Do the stars show you what’s ahead?
Does the weather control your emotion?
Is your life worth a few more years of mine locked?
Pick peace apart
You might just find…

****** ON MY HEAD
AN EVANGELIST’S HIGH
IN THE COMPLEXITY OF GOD’S GIFTS
AND THE LOST OF FREEDOM IN RUINS OF A GARDEN
I’VE GOT
****** ON MY HEAD

God is like a sound,

He's everywhere, wherever --


there is space, He sounds.

As if God sees us

like the people on tv --


look blindly at us?