Revolving

revolving round a pillar of smoke

the earth is now devoured and charred

a light streams toward us ever told

and we escape the choking, dying

a new day dawns in perfect harmony

we thrill at how we now escape

the futile darkness of that past, now past

and while we may not know where we headed

we know now that right makes Light

trust that we evolved into justice

trust that we can draw in the Light

by caring for each person, love lives on

by sharing with each person, we save ourselves

by walking together we avoid getting lost

and holding hands, we find the greatness

that our earth can be restored

Whether

whether it’s a bright day or a dark

we can take our fellows’ hand

grasp it tightly and together we can rise

we can overcome adversity

evil talk will have no power over us

we shall walk through treachery

and find ourselves meeting the sunrise

our path shall not cause us to stumble

we shall see into the shadowy corners

and shall see only Light and Love

those who wish that we fall

will be taken into their own trap

and we shall be protected and free

Completely

listen to the wind as it rounds the thicket

it brings news from on high today

the breath, the whisper of the Creator

telling of the time of peace to come

as we suffer the chaos of these times

and our hopes take flight in the breast

to know that this, too, shall pass

rise, rise, turn away from darkness

lift yourselves to embrace the Light

the words, the healing of the Light

where all doubts melt away completely

Numbers

one, two, awaken the world

the stage is set, the curtain rises,

three, four, only the bold can sing

and we join voices to be heard at last

counting the days when freedom rings true

rise up, friends, speak from your hearts

draw your enlightened ones closer

give us a moment to say our last prayers

for we go into the rising sun to be free

we call out the day when no hand must be raised

from brother unto brother or sister

for the moment, we hide behind an image

of the lost and the embattled ones

comes the moment when all are cared for

six, seven, breathe deeply and search

for the protector of our souls

for the lifeline where we are all joined

Busy

every moment filled with purpose

divine order makes it all worthwhile

eyes see only what they’re meant to

ears hear only words of Truth

hands are filling my own needs

doing work that makes the world

a better place, a loving place

where all people are valued and worthy

every moment of my thoughts are filled

with reasons to believe in familial love

each person a light in the cosmos

making our lives a blessing, an honor

giving each person responsibility

for each other to succeed in life

Sad

chillingly, thrillingly, joyful yet sad

the loss of a loved one makes us feel bad

all of the world is twisted, forlorn

how do you know which way’s up when hearts are torn

alright, yes, alright, the worries are gone

but more’s the pity when our day is done

we lost our beloved, like drowning in quicksand

the awful truth is, we miss them at hand

so desperate, our gut-wrenching loss

feels like shivers we can’t toss

so we study their portrait, kept close by

and hope we have peace, with a sigh

Flock

like dark splotches on the green lawn

the flock pecks and runs and pecks the ground

darting here and there, running and bobbing,

a few take flight but others remain

they run at each other, then run away,

always returning to searching the ground

for bits of seeds and worms and wet grass

the ringleader takes to the air

but others take his place to peck some more

as the sun rises and the fog recedes

Fog

fog speaks in whispers

as it curls and swirls

‘round pine trees and houses

across the highway and pond

a perfect blanket of white

that escapes with the rising sun

telling all its secrets

as the last of its feather boa

melts away in the morning light

For California

windchimes chirp in the breeze

overhead the sky begins to roll

the clouds fill with foreboding darkness

rumbles of thunder encourage the rain

slowly, ever slowly, the droplets come

we dance and we chant and the rains come

the drums beat for the healing of the earth

so scorched from months of burning

here it is, the soothing rinse of rain

thank you God for cleansing the land

protect the people, give them safety

but slake the thirst of the mountains

bring new growth, green, strong, vital

Summer81618

the summer heat stops your breath

you’re always wet and sticky

even when the sun is hiding

behind the gray clouds that won’t spit rain

it makes you tired and feeling icky

course in summer there’s so much to do

swimming, water skiing, trail riding, more

your skin gets red and peely

even if you remember your sunscreen

there’s plenty of ouchiness in store

what is there to like about summer?

certainly not the microscopic winged visitors

they make you itch and jump and slap

but you can run and play in beach sand

and play a game of fetch with your critters

summer days are long enough

you can sit around the campfire

roast marshmallows, sing a song

reminisce about the good old days

before time for the sun to retire

Times of Old

like a song we knew in times of old

with words of depth and meaning fair

our worship simple in morning rites

the incense raised to lift our prayer

before the battle could gather its muster

we sharpened our swords, adjusted our armor

and came together in a proud circle

our horses steady, our nerves like steel

our opponent announces his coming with drums

we salute our commander and prepare to die

if, in fact, our sacrifice is needed

but in our hearts we will prevail

helmets clash, swords rattle, arrows fly

and in the end we say farewell

to many of our honored brothers

for all are brothers on the field of battle

yesterday, today, always

Into the Future

steps along a woodland path

stones to pave our heartfelt journey

stirs the mind, the senses, scents

with colors bright and light rays sturdy

now imagination flows as rain filters down

but we don’t run and we don’t hide

we trust, we absorb, we relish the shower

and as the droplets run down the face

we accept the dust as it rolls off, with pleasure

for we are being renewed, revitalized

and momentarily, we accept our new role

our feat of daring without desperation

step lively forward into the future

Waterfall

water flows from steep cliffs

down come the droplets in slow motion

riding on the breezes, plummeting

into the crash in the pool below

white spray jumps violently upward

in a cycle of pounding time and again

until, at last, the water calms

and flows downstream

where the fishermen look for their catch

in the deep calm of the eddies

incredible mist in the air, purified

by the sunshine driving rays upward

in miniature rainbows

making a psychedelic vision

to capture my thoughts and my heart

Above Me

The spirit flows in me and through me

I am like a leaf on the wind

Flying, floating, circling, somersaulting

On the gentlest, most magnanimous breeze

While the sun gifts me with new vision

And I land in a glass-smooth pond of water

Watching all of nature existing above me

Made Foolish

Fire that reaches around corners

It no longer hides from blind eyes

Gathering people under the earth

Where no one has seen or heard

A perfect isolation that dodges us all

Meaning, confused by those who know

Yet they confound their own understanding

Can there be a gift in times such as these

We breathe, but the air is no longer clean

We drink, but poison flows in our streams

We walk, but the earth crumbles beneath us

It is no longer possible to tell friend from foe

No longer can he eat his lunch or do his job

Without fingers pointing at hatred and deceit

The dark wall rises to bankrupt our hearts

Will we be forever made foolish?