I'll never give up, I'll never give in
Cuz' quittin' now means I'll never win
and I gotta tell you that's no option
didn't come so far to quit the race
there's so much more yet to taste
So I'm not going anywhere, I'm here to stay
There's too much left I need to say
Smell the flowers
observe the bees
enjoy the moment
listen to me
you gotta live to live
and give to give
most of all you have to forgive
it's your future you see
listen to your heart so you can be
So stay the course, not lose your way
Remember there will be many dragons to slay
It's coming down to the judgement day
Raise your head to keep the pace
See the finish line at the end of the race
When the clouds roll in, the darkened days
Fold your hands together and pray
Smell the flowers
observe the bees
enjoy the moment
listen to me
you gotta live to live
and give to give
most of all you have to forgive
it's your future you see
listen to your heart so you will be
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Where Have They Gone
How is it, how could it be
Not a walking man as far as his eyes could see
Everything else was in it's place, the flowers, the stream and the trees
The sun was shining, the air perfumed, the blowing kiss of the breeze
Where did they go he pondered
The quiet parks where children once wandered
Not even the the sweet smells, crisps linens, all freshly laundered
Have they paid the price, mere humans, for all that they have sqaundered
Did they go too far he thought
Had they paid the final price for all they had sought
The lies that were sold, the deceptions,all that they were taught
The preacher the kings and the politicians, whose souls were long bought
Why did they have unlistening ears
There were others who tried to tell them over the years
They couldn't crawl out, from under, frozen up by their own fears
Now their life is left free flowing, far down that murky stained river of tears
The bee nestled closer to the soft marigold
Waiting for reasons and the questions that were untold
Wondering why man ever thought nature was to be bought and sold
Why a species would kill off each other, for the spoils of silver, oil and gold
Not a walking man as far as his eyes could see
Everything else was in it's place, the flowers, the stream and the trees
The sun was shining, the air perfumed, the blowing kiss of the breeze
Where did they go he pondered
The quiet parks where children once wandered
Not even the the sweet smells, crisps linens, all freshly laundered
Have they paid the price, mere humans, for all that they have sqaundered
Did they go too far he thought
Had they paid the final price for all they had sought
The lies that were sold, the deceptions,all that they were taught
The preacher the kings and the politicians, whose souls were long bought
Why did they have unlistening ears
There were others who tried to tell them over the years
They couldn't crawl out, from under, frozen up by their own fears
Now their life is left free flowing, far down that murky stained river of tears
The bee nestled closer to the soft marigold
Waiting for reasons and the questions that were untold
Wondering why man ever thought nature was to be bought and sold
Why a species would kill off each other, for the spoils of silver, oil and gold
Monday, January 3, 2011
I Must
There is an emptiness I'm not sure how to fill
It is as if all is standing still
Waiting for the bitter winter's release
and the song of birds in the lilac branches reach
Gazing through the greying gauzy curtains
I am lost in why and it's uncertains
Whether I get past this time of snowy bliss
allowing for natures miracle to bear again it's witness
I am hoping to taste again all of the pleasures
One by one I will seek the treasures
In every flower and tree and buzzing insect
Bowing gratefully to the Mother in reverent respect
As I continue plodding on this fertile earth
pondering who, what and why is my worth
Scratching at the surface of sacred ground
Is the answers I will search until heaven opens abound
I kick at the ground and watch the raise of dust
To turn and see and question thy must
It is all before me for my soul to take within
For every step taken forward is where I've never been
It is as if all is standing still
Waiting for the bitter winter's release
and the song of birds in the lilac branches reach
Gazing through the greying gauzy curtains
I am lost in why and it's uncertains
Whether I get past this time of snowy bliss
allowing for natures miracle to bear again it's witness
I am hoping to taste again all of the pleasures
One by one I will seek the treasures
In every flower and tree and buzzing insect
Bowing gratefully to the Mother in reverent respect
As I continue plodding on this fertile earth
pondering who, what and why is my worth
Scratching at the surface of sacred ground
Is the answers I will search until heaven opens abound
I kick at the ground and watch the raise of dust
To turn and see and question thy must
It is all before me for my soul to take within
For every step taken forward is where I've never been
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