Captains of the holy order
Five star gold!
Wayward children crossed the border
little remembrance of the enlightened soul
Buying and selling consciousness
on the avenue of the 5th
horizontal and vertical switched
foreign spirits drinking the myth
Crowns on the ground
Glory on the floor
New wine in cracked bottles
Robes from another town
befitting no more
dipped in murky waters
How to return I surmise...
through the tithe?

In the Temple.....there is a
transparency of a sweet sensation.
I'ts like a little child seated behind a window
by the seashore
Yearning to swim within the billows
beyond those glass doors.
For the way is clearly seen.....but
deceived by an invisible obstacle.
Tons of love are within the heart
Tons of thoughts are within the fear...
eyes....beautiful and bright but covered with tears
For love can tear down any stronghold...the heart
is the substance that GOD beholds
While pressing towards profection...you must release the
walls of protection and let GOD arise!
In the Temple...there is a transparency of a sweet
sensation....that has been blessed
from generation to generation to generation.......

Spring is a bit of heaven to me
Life permeates the air
Renewed color is everywhere
Light eclipses the darkness

Most of the time, I'm found in the park till almost dark
Listening to the Lark
Eating the seeds of the weeds
It clears my ears
It frees my thoughts
Divine law is in gear...
Blood-bought!

I sometimes entertain visitors from on high
No! Not from this sky,
but the one above it.
It's every color but blue
wonderous, I tell you.
If you'd seen it...you'd love it

Around the bend
I do see a few friends
that want to spin with me.
We climb a few trees
Snack on a few leaves,
and buzz with Mr. Bee.

I get home at days end
and look in the mirror for just a second--see
It's the image of the guy
who lives at 231 Sky
and there went my memory.

Who introduced evil into the world?
         How much force it took
                    to bring it?

Did it get here by someone
                    singing it?

Don't cut this flower in the Spring
for it has the signature of beauty inscribed
within the universe..
the smell of Divinity in every new birth
It has the approval of the craftsman who said
It is well..let it be..it is heaven not hell
Bountifully it blossoms 365
days a year...revealing hidden secrets within
the atmosphere...spreading colors of joy...
colors of a kaleidoscope in every direction..
overcoming the dull tones of life with light
and dark shades of affection...
planted in the earth of a foreign soil...delicate,
sensitive, beautiful, having the appearance of
weakness, yet sculptured with a Divine tool
that releases it sweetness...
Don't cut the flower in the spring...Wait! Watch it
unfold, Watch it unwind...Watch it unleash
the secret of humankind