Sunday, May 23, 2010

rambling

let freedom reign
let freedom rain
let it spring up from within

when will we realize we are free?
and set others free?

rather than blaming
and expecting others
and external situations to "solve" our "problems"
or sooth our worries and pains

be like a cat
purr
om
sit
be
and heal
yourself

and find the source within
it is nowhere else
yet, within all things
but your source is ONLY within YOU
so, seek not, but be found

and shine through
in divine grace
and heal us all
with a smile on your face
and be the change
be the peace
the love
the joy
that you wish to see in the world
be it
a human - being

free

In your hands

In your hands

another day at the stock exchange
all the rich folks steal your change
another tree falls another bomb explodes
somebody's profiting, don't ya know?
there's blood on your hands!
...it's in your hands

are you a hamster running on the wheel
so high on lies, you can not feel
money grows on trees, or so they say
they cut them all down yesterday
take the blue pill, go back to sleep
you wouldn't wanna be a black sheep
did you take the bait and sign it all away?
your rights and freedoms all for a cage

are you safe now, behind your gun
put it down because we are all one
ya I'm your brother and so is he
don't let them tell ya we're your enemies
lies
lies
lies

turn the page

http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_4092188

drifing

drifting

i gave up
i walked away
i could not carry the weight any longer

i paddled out
into the storm
no life jacket

just paddled until i could paddle no more
then i lay in my canoe
like a corpse in a coffin
i wanted to die

but the waves rocked me like a baby in a crib
i laid there for hours
in the rain
waiting to see
what the universe wanted for me

would i be capsized and drown?
would the winds turn me around?

would the weight of my burdens carry me down
into the abyss...?



the sun set
the final rays shone
and pierced my eyes
leading me on

i paddled home
to apologize
for being selfish
and creating a storm

yes
indeed
the weather turns bad
and lightening strikes

but who is it
that a spark ignites?

and what fire
can not the rains squelch

for nor reason, nor logic
can blame conquer

i can't heal the world
and i can not bleed any longer

the blood
and the pain
the signs of my wounded heart
must i tend
and nurture
and foresee
my mortality

and i
but a wave
in the universal sea

now flowing
and growing
back into
divinity

and grace