Eternal Song

I don't know how it happened,
how the picture got in place,
the summertime had faded
while the sun was still engaged
and I saw a new direction
I'd never seen before
and I quickly recognised something
and I wanted it somemore

and I'm closing to the eyes
for the beauty of their soul
it smiles for me familiarly
and it makes me want to know
and I don't know about knowing
but I seek to understand
to sense another feeling
to hold it in my hand

the orphan oriental from the ether of the mind
refuses to be known to me and floats along in time
dancing to the music of the words that know no rhyme

and I'm closing to the eyes
for the beauty of their soul
it smiles for me familiarly
and it makes me want to know
and I don't know about knowing
but I seek to understand
to sense another feeling
to hold it in my hand

there's something in the area
of the riches of the soul
emerging from within silence
when the night has grown old
and it reaches and it touches
and it warms you with a kiss
I think that only lovers
can have recourse to this

and I'm closing to the eyes
for the beauty of their soul
it smiles for me familiarly
and it makes me want to know
and I don't know about knowing
but I seek to understand
to sense another feeling
to hold it in my hand

the universe is changing
in this little world of mine
the stars are rearranging
there is nothing that is defined
I have heard some whispered wisdom
but I've never read the signs

and I'm closing to the eyes
for the beauty of their soul
it smiles for me familiarly
and it makes me want to know
and I don't know about knowing
but I seek to understand
to sense another feeling
to hold it in my hand

Nature, the Devious Beauty

The feeling is: That I've arrived at the place that I might have been at a long time ago, and that things are put in the way, as forms of experience and trials and obstacles, before permission is granted to let us be at ease and at peace with a situation that is pleasing to both ourselves and to the people around us. Nature, you seem to be a devious beauty.

A Particular Universal Truth

Outside of my head a world is in motion, forever suggesting and gazing its gaze, looking for a move to be made, asking its tacit questions, from its conscience to mine, and I can only turn my head inside for so long, away from this particular universal truth.

The House of Mystery

It seemed like a house of mystery, the atmosphere was of death and winter, it made me uncomfortable, I had not to stay, and then I had to think of what might have been going on there, and I am still thinking about it, it seemed to be a place devoid of feeling.........

Australia and Me

Just when I thought that the world had become an empty place I received a call from her and the winter had left the world and I recalled the picture and the place and the touch and the movements in the places. Australia you are a cruel interceder.

Songs of Love

The songs of love that live inside of you and speak to you about people you've been honoured to hold and gain feeling for and contain the feeling that they transmit to you.

Stillness

the reclaiming and the calming of the spirit, the looking at the thief in the eye in defiance, and screaming at it, how worthless it really is, in true reality, meditating on the natural way, on life itself and no more

There's an Eye on us

something called fate can intervene, not with the wishes of either, some kind of misunderstanding intrudes upon the peace of the situation, leaving you to search for similarity in another place at a future time, but the heart that has hurt can be the heart that projects a greater strength and perhaps then a greater and more real love

Personal Change

I just wonder what really effects a personal change, I think it can be quite mysterious and instantaneous thing, like there is some kind of outside assistance! And I am certainly feeling 'positively' different right now!

Feigntly Praising

feel I am being given good guidance from somewhere right now, like someone has an arm on my shoulder, or perhaps I am loath to praise myself!

Inside and outside of the dream

had a dream about her, I seemed to be lost and my feet were bare, there were french kisses and then an abrupt departure, (like there always is). When I awoke my mind went back to the time when I was with her, outside of dream, remembering her affection and the coldness of the climate inside of the weather. And I took h...er with me into my day, struggling to make sense of where she really was as regards me