my grey hair
showing through
bamboo shoots
my grey hair
showing through
bamboo shoots
Over the avenue of discord
I have seen the fall of mankind
And the unproductiveness
Of life’s degeneration
And upon realizing this
A descision has been made
To safeguard against further damage
Carrying forward a decree
That will see a return to order
Within chaos their is change
And were their is change
Fortune occurs making this a chance encounter
To reestablish the beginning of said decision
can we dream
of something unreal
and in that reality
make our dreams come true
from the deepest oceans
to the highest mountains
may we be one
with nature’s dream
standing on the shore
I see a statue
of a man I once new
as the tide rises
the sun sets
he disappears
to return once again
falling starlight, here
beneath a clear moon skyline.
nightly dreams take me,
to distant lands of longing
rest upon floating islands
we are shaped, by what surrounds us.
we find reason in who supports us.
In this church
may you find peace
and return to your true nature
the spiritual awakening
brings joy to the heart
understanding the self
feeling of freedom
a dream to withhold
A tear from a King
can turn a desert
into an oasis
look at me
looking at you
our eyes do see
a mirror of truth
rain in the garden
as it falls
the birds fly by
from nest to nest
each drop
a message from Heaven
we found our place
peace is to be reasoned
and grace shared
trees collect the water
their branches are heavy
the colours change
as does the sky
flowers are scattered
brightening the surroundings
may they always shape
our destiny