Fiddler

You are the fiddler of strings,
You know how to pluck each chord
Making beautiful music
Your music sings and reaches me
You are the fiddler of strings
You play the music
That pulls at my heart.

You are the fiddler of strings
You know the music that makes my heart sing
You are the fiddler of strings
You pull at my heart.

You are the fiddler of strings
You are able to make perfect music
You are the fiddler of strings
You are in my heart.

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Forced Draft

I am not a fan, I am forced draft,
An uplift in a time when you might need it.
Wind lifting the sails in your raft.

Wings, Planes, Blades, deltas,
Vane, section, blower, fin.

Bare, naked, alive and raw
Living like I have never lived,
Living out loud and proud.
Inspired.

Not hiding behind the lies,
The masks,
Not hiding behind the lies,
And tasks.

Letting the coursing hot blood flush my face,
And living anyway, without disgrace.
You will not shame me into not being who I am,
Ever again.

You are a mean, cruel and heartless man,
Oh send me there ..again and again,
With your pictures that speak to me,
Of burning passion, of tingling and laughing,
And of a quiet wanting,
An endless need,
Send me there again, and again, and again..
You heartless man.

Please.

Where I am kneaded the Most

When I am done here,
I want to go where I am kneaded the most.

Let my energy flow through the river and into the sea.

Let my energy flow into the wind and through the breeze.

Let my energy flow up to the sun to warm and delight.

Do not mourn me,
I will be where I am kneaded the most.

Napkins and Toilet Paper

We have a napkin
and toilet paper
and say we are civilized.

In the meantime,
we can't even
look into each other's eyes.

We have buses, trains, planes
and fancy cars with gears,
but we ignore each others
need for ears.

How civil of you
to ignore me.
How kind of you
to exploit me.

Who is ignorant?
The wise man with all the cash,
or the cashier who depends on
the abundance of nature's stash?

God knows the answer
that's why he said
the meek shall inherit.

It's not without merit,
that people who make the laws
abuse them for their own gain.

Where it will get them is plain,
...to the ignorant and the meek,
who have humbled themselves to the richs of heaven.

Don't think that giving it all away in the end,
will earn you a place when the light starts to bend.

Start with compassion, kindness
humility and grace.

End with nothing but a smile on your face.

Inside of Me

There is a secret place inside of me.
It is quiet and graceful;
Touched by the love & light of angels.

This soft & wonderful garden
Reflects out to the world around me.
It creates the beauty in every touch,
smell, sound, feeling, and vibration.

There is always beauty to be found in everything.
First it starts in the dark quiet place inside each of us.

Your
Your kindness is like a soft pillow when I fall.
Your words are like arrows that go right to my heart.
Your love is like a warm encapsulating light.
Your wisdom is breathtaking.
Your compassion is to the depths of the ocean and out to the farthest reaches of the sky.
Your friendship is like gold.
Your passion is magical.
Your happiness is all I want.

My
My kindness is like a soft pillow when you fall.
My words are like arrows that go right to your heart.
My love is like a warm encapsulating light.
My wisdom is breathtaking.
My compassion is to the depths of the ocean and out to the farthest reaches of the sky.
My friendship is like gold.
My passion is magical.
My happiness is all you want.

Our
Our kindness is like a soft pillow when we fall.
Our words are like arrows that go right to our hearts.
Our love is like a warm encapsulating light.
Our wisdom is breathtaking.
Our compassion is to the depths of the ocean and out to the farthest reaches of the sky.
Our friendship is like gold.
Our passion is magical.
Our happiness is all we want.