only
one
bullet
remains
in
this
chamber
from
the
scars of war
at
best
to
let
death
do
the
rest
and
pull
the
trigger
at
best­
while
death
dances
beneath
our
feet
upon
the floor
i
am still sure
thus
war
is
hell
and
war
brings death

asking
the
chameleon
frogs
to
jettison
across
the
leviathan sea
of
green
lily pads
for
rain
walking again

oh
love
i
shed
thy
heart
where
to
leave
thy
mark
is
thy
sweet
rew­ard

yes
i
whisper not
to
Prometheus
the
ancient
juggernaut
with
fire
in
his hands
speaketh
to
all
the
Greek Gods
thus
let
Prometheus
bring
us
the
chariot of fire
to
light up the world

we
witness
dolphins
seahorses
and
starfish
navigating
behind
the
­dark wine sea
mermaid
approaching
the
sandy black shores
of
the
timeless
island of stone

love
lives
not
alone
but
a birdsong
living
inside
the
blue robin's nest

only
through
thy
cupped hands
are
the
hidden
whispers
of
love

love
is
when
honesty
breaks
open
the
egg shell
heart
just
because
love
is
honesty

thor
hurls
his
mighty
hammer
through
the
window of heaven
unlocking
the
green spice
and
dunes of Mars

autumn light
red-tailed deer
thus
joyful
courtship
yet
here
in
the
clearing

white
buffelo
clouds
tall
switchgrass
that
tickle
the
ocean blue
sky
but
underneath
the
other
domain
the
wild
prairie plains

a
string
of
ocean
pearls
undulating
pulsating
swirling
through
a
­brickenridge
blue sky
thus
a flock
of
Canadian
wild geese
returning
back home

endless flight
burmese moth
fluttering
around
the
ghostwhite
moon
tonight

i
looked
up
towards
the
heavenly sky
to
see
the
signature of God
etched
upon
the
silver sky
thus
to
write
his
name in gold

love
is
the
fire
inside
your
tender smile
while
the
hidden
desire
rest
inside
your
soul
where
love
tu­rns
dust
into gold

the
black earth
beneath
our
ancestor's feet
are
the
winding
roads
built
by
our
spiritual souls
the
path
is
just beginning
we
do not need
signatures
nor
premission
to
move forward
towards
our destiny
the
roads
beneath
our
ancestor's feet

yes
the
road
is
our
the
inheritance
towards
freedom
to
color our dreams
yet
to
keep
hope
hope alive

love
is
the
quiet
frost white
snowflake
parachuting
gently
to
the
ground
but
didn't
make
­a sound
through
the
aspines
and
the pines

gliding
on
the
pulse
of
the
wind
through
earth's
atmosphere
again
are
the
sea-t­ipped wings
of
the
sandpiper birds
thus
returning
back to shore

deep
inside
of
the
carbon
hourglass
are
slices of
quantum
spacetime
time
and
it
may not last
for
the
time travelers

with
the
promise
of
God
while
raining
down
sweet
cherry blossoms
oh
what
a
gift
from God

lord
i
don't
know how
but
there
is
freedom
at
the
edge
of
these
sweet clouds

life
seems
so
brittle
as
the
soft
milkweed
dandelion
who
dance
ju­st
a little

the
strangeness
of
your
sweet beauty
is
a
metamorphosis
of
you soul
the
strangeness
of
your
beauty
to
come
forth
when
you
burst
­out
from
the
cacoon

preist
are
men
who
hide
behind
their
thick black robes
thus
make
confessions
to
holy statues
and
paintings
inside
the
church walls
and
whispering still
their
confessions
again and again
of
other
man
who
cheat and steal
yes
these
priest
are men
because
these
priest
are real

only
when
our
souls
that
have fallen
from
the
heavenly
stars
are
to
meet
and
greet each other
near or far

when
you
look
into
the
eyes
of
the
green monster
with
bloodshot eyes
and
a whiskey smile
and
it
is
only a reflection of me

truth
bends
the
arcs of light
just
ask
the
bashful
rainbow
after
the
quiet storm
oh
what
joy and delight
when
truth
bends the light

water
may
flow
through
our
cupped hands
thus
rushing
towards
the
river of light
that
sing out
the
sweet words of glory

when
i
break
free
from
the
monarch
butterfly cacoon
then
i
become
the
metamorphosis
of
myself
to
complete
the
spiritual journey

even
though
your
words
a
fresh
burst
of
light
that
come what may
sometimes
your
uncanny
words
get
in
the
way

even
though
my
skin
is
attached
to
these
bones
inside
this
silent­ room
i
am
alone

if
only
the
banana yellow wings
of
the
cuckatoo bird
knew
how
to sing
oh
what
sweet joy
it
would bring
the
wild
lovers
mating
in
the spring

falling
downward
from
the
edge
of
indian white clouds
the
redtail hawk
navigating
with
wings and tail
then
catapults
downward
through
the
stiff wind
hurling
straight down
like a
guided rocketship
while
activating
her
extended
stiff razor sharp
claws
i
am still sure
only
to
capture
the
exposed
pray
while
diving from the cloud

love
carries
the
echos
from
the
heart
thus
the
beauty
of
the
worl­d
heirs
of
the stars
bring
the
echos
from
the heart

a
very long
time
ago
mama
said
"Boy don't you know
that
the
blood is thicker
than
the
muddy waters
but
don't
let
your
left hand know
what
the
right-hand
is doing
and
everything
will be ok
now
bring mama
her
bedroom slippers boy"
and
you
can't fool mama

love
is
that
moment of trust
when
love
is
how
we
hail first
that
same
love
teaches
us
how
to trust love

oh
love
i
hear
every
beat
of
your heart
and
let
your
heart
sings out loud
with
every
beat of your heart

welcome
to
the
haunted house
and
i
am still sure
thus
underneath
the
doormat
you
shall find
the
skeleton key
to
explore
and
unlock
the
door
where
all
the
hidden
lies and dry bones
are
trapped
behind
these
walls

the
wild
and excited
Mexican crowd
tossed
their
somberos
into
the
bull fight arena
watching
the
brave matador
dance
and
twirl
his
blood red cape
through
thick
fiesta air
until
he
thrusts
the
sharp steel blade
through
the
heart of
the
strong black bull
and
you
can hear
the
sudden sound
of
olay!
from
the
voice
of
Mexican crowd

howdy folks
we
like to
invite
y'all
down
to
the
state county fair
with
our
delicious
red
candy apple
corndogs
and
big swirls of
pink cotton candy
that
makes
your
mouth just water
on
top of
all that
we
want
you folks
to
saddleup
on
the
giant Ferris wheel
for
all to see
the
big city skyline
of
galveston
yall
come
on down
to
the
state county fair
ya hear

oh lord
do
you really
know
who
i
am
just
this
lonely
grain of sand
and
my
fate
rest
in
your
holy hands
oh lord
i
will obey
every word
that
you command
deliver your promise

oh
sweet
lord
you
have
open up
thine
eyes of glory
and
i
realize
that
i
have nothing
else
to say
because
i
trust
in
your
sweet words
in
thy story
than
you
give me
thy
daily bread

in the
land of
fairytales and make-believe
thus
blowing
kisses
in
the
wind of autumn leaves
out
towards
the
king and queer
believed
of
knottingham
the
crowd
gather in
for
the
magnificent
world
of
the
wind parade

light
more light
red blue
and green
with
a bit of indigo
in
between
just
let
in
more light
to
cleanse
thy soul
thus
expose
the
cracks
inside the soul
tonight
and
gain control
where
the
light
must go

how
love
builds
a
sacred bridge
attached
through
gentle words
that
move
across the ridge
thus
travel
through
your heart
shall
move across
the
sacred bridge

while
sitting
at
the
time travelers
railroad station
the
past
is arriving
while
the
future
is departing
simultaneously
thus
our
time travelers
transport
themselves
through
the
quantum crystal gate

only
the
porcelain white face
of
the
geisha  girl
snap open
and
close
her
Nakamichi
red fan
to
entertain
the
emperora
of
japan
through
the
choreography
o­f
the
gisha girl dance

birds
clinging
hold
to
their
frighten wings
thus
huddled up
along
the
stiff branches
of
the
young sycamore tree
rigiht
before
the
quit storm

upon
the
universal canvas
behold
the
magnificent earth
a tiny blue dot
in
the
sea of tranquility
a grain of sand
upon
earth shores
resting
in
palm of
God's hand