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A LONGED FOR DREAM

The night has fallen; heavy garment wrapped the earth
Moon is climbing hidden ladder reaches zenith's plank
Hearing footsteps of its master, dawn, its fiercest foe
Stars begin to fade away mountain peaks begin to glow

Mesmerized and frozen still, spears of light and spears of heat
Like an army of one mind, mighty, violent as with one heartbeat
My tranquil sea is now disturbed; this peaceful garment sun's razor rips
A burst of passion, in righteous rage I seek to block oppressor's whips

I raise my hands and raise my voice, the whip has fallen so did my voice
The clock has struck, moon hid its face my dream is stolen I've got no choice
But run to you my sweetest one and hide my soul's despairing wants
Of love so tender and soul so pure I dare not speak corrupting words

Too small for expression, too weak to make sense, too distant for embrace
I'd rather feel, enjoy your touch; time is then lost; love takes its place.
Love is the beat and rhythm of life where would I be without its song?
Where shall I hide my weary soul, but in love's arms, gentle yet strong.

Oh let me bathe you my, sweetest dove, in love too deep for words, sublime
Let night and day now mix as one; let two threads become one twine
Strong and secure; one heartbeat; one pulse one vision and thought
Fill our cup with brand new wine let it overflow and spill abroad

To those who long for liberation and dream of exaltation
In the Maker’s plan before the world and its foundation
Along this path dangerous and unexplored let me take you
To fathom the depths of God’s mind known only to few

My mission begins, new chapter enfolds and you are the one He chose to astound
So take my hand and don't let it go, come lets like eagles spread wings and mount
Soaring on high, with steadying wind, our' flight's on, our' time's arrived
My Sabbath rest has finally come, my pride is gone, the wrong the right

No one is hurt and no one despairs. I rest in Him who knows the fight
His will is my sail and I am that boat sailing the ocean with His wind I go
The earth is quiet, sky rests in peace, ocean is calm, and my heart is aglow
My love's awakened and seeks your touch the gentle caress delicate and slow

Incense and myrrh mixed with new spice; rare is our love a gift divine
Rare are these feelings and thoughts in my mind, as in a daze, without a fright
I do surrender to ways from above and fight no more or disagree, oh let it be
I fall and die, dissolved and blending with spirit realm so near to me

It knocked on my door I beckoned it and let it come in and stay with me
Chambers of velvet, scarlet wool, flickering light with exquisite food
Heaven is here right next to me no longer distant no spark or gleam
A tangible substance, stripped of its garment is the longed for dream.

* * *

ANGELS SING

Angels sing! Church bells ring!
I have fallen in love and sing!
Clouds smile! Earth beat your drum!
Sun dance! Wind whistle and hum!

The melody and harmony of love
What I have received is a gift from above!
God's love became flesh and blood!
Tell me what's wrong and what is right!

Can time stand still without a fight?
I blend with you and with your light
Darkness' forsaken, gone in its fright
There is time standing upon a hill

It makes no alarm and makes no drill
For it's been made for joy and thrill
Sun tarries now and seeks its fill
It drags its feet throws glances with a sigh

Throws me a kiss and says 'good bye'
I hear its sobs with rainbows around
Teardrops now fall but from one cloud
These tears darkness cannot destroy

They linger and share in my joy
They sing the newly born song
They join and march with a happy throng
Of like victims' sun's smiles deprived

But not forsaken, like me set apart
For glory and honor, quality divine
Without tears this honor could never be mine.
Tears come and go and they are dried

I spread my wings. I soar and glide
I'm climbing mountains for some too high
The night, the tears, the pain and sigh
I left behind this worn-out garment

I’m clad in purple in blue and scarlet
My hand now holds a golden goblet
Royal feast is called and I hear clatter
My comfort's served on a golden platter

* * *

SILENT PRAYER

Silent prayer has gone out among shadows and trembling leaves...
Giant bell rung somber sound, moonlight dancing on sad trees
Howling dogs... a burst of laughter, a whiff of grass... a silent heap
Happy creek plays with its pebbles makes them sing and weep

I am lost and not aware that a prayer has left my soul
Piercing sky like a shooting star traveling to God's throne
My dove awakes like in a dream then seeks to kiss my lips
My mouth is moistened with desire but distance plays its tricks

Picked by wind and wrapped in moonlight angels carry you
They bring you closer to feast my eyes then disappear without a clue
I yearn for their return but they keep playing with my time, I wonder why?
Clatter of wings; my gift comes nearer, my love's awakened, intensified.

Silent prayer has gone out. Night is gone. It's time to behold
I'm lost in a dream and anticipation, pages turn, new chapter to unfold
Now wind is rushing to my aid and helps to show the real you
I read the pages and rejoice. My love is real; the gift is too.

* * *

SWEET LITTLE LIES

Tell me sweet little lies
Make me feel good
Tell me words in disguise
That pamper and sooth

Tell me sweet little lies
Dispel my gloom
Soap me up even patronize
Bathe me in your sweet perfume

Tell me sweet little lies
Alas hold no utterance
Say them all with sighs
Like in a dream or in a trance

Tell me sweet little lies
And do not tell a few
I lower the blinds and close my eyes
I will believe that they are all true

Now time elapsed since sweet lies were told
Torrential floods invaded the trance
Like hungry wolfs broke into the fold
Devoured sheep and little lambs

A lie embraced the other lies
Like chain they followed down the trails
Sloped down the mountain highs
To the lowest valley of fairytales

There they embraced to comfort each other
Sweet little nothings were now greatly missed
Once turned into motion they nag and bother
Soon they will holler with raised up fist:

'Make sweet little lies true! You promised!'

 

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