Everyone suddeny burst out singing;
And my heart was filled with such a delight,
As prisond birds find freedom
As they fly about the white
Everyone voice was suddenly lifted!,
And beauty came like a sitting sun
As birds  fly by the front of the beauty;
Suddenly it rains,
Rainbow appeared!
As everyone seemed,
the song was wordless;
As the singing will never be done.

whenever i go away and i do so often
i feel like a part of me has stayed behind
and so i linger and keep looking back
at a world that's gone suddeny hostile
you have that dry look that shuts me out
like a smelly wanderer in a glitzy place

The Magical  garden of life

I stand around  and look  at a far distant  land  of  mystery with   desire and walk towards a gate  overlooking the  hills  high  into the summer sky above my shoulders. A lady appears and calls me gestures to me   with  her hand  drawing me closer  to the gate of mystery and suprise l follow her  through this golden coloured  gate which reaches high into  the summer sky  and find a land of beauty enchated forest   with rivers flowing  down a step  passage and flowers and light  grows everywhere.
The lady stands and looks at me  her posture look strange  like a ghost like figure wearing  clothing from  the past of yesteryear. I reach out to touch her hand  and my hand passes through her body   and she  smiles  at me  and  slowly turns towards  a wall near the the garden entrance   and  disapears  from my sight like the ghost of despair  and into a distant new land . I turn round and walk back  into the beauty of this  new found garden  forest  and  wash my eyes with  the water dripping down from the waterfall behind me .

I suddeny feel a sharp  nudge  in the corner of my back  and  l slowly turn around  with fear in my body and   the  tears of sweat  pour  into my eyes the ghost lady has  come  back into my path   she  stands over me  holding her outstreched hands   protecting me   in this beautiful garden of  pleasure.  I stand a gaze at the  magnificent  land  and   relax my  body  because l have found the  true  passion of life a beauty  lost  to life  and a dream l never thought l would  find.

written and produced by wayne mockler
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