dear friend

the music is rolling
out of an unknown
wilderness, words
position themselves
strategically around
the neighbourhood,
memories weave together
to make fences and
dreams look for
peacefull warriors
to awaken them.
its friday evening
springtime in the foothills
and i'm turning...
i'm turning around
to see my options...
i'm turning among
the feathers of robins
and crows, turning
owl eyes inward
and kissing the air
with my snake tongue,
tasting the world
and digesting impressions.
...i open my sails to take
the turning wind, as the fool
and i leave only footprints
upon this deserted beach...still...
i'm turning light now
thru these celestial cycles and
only surrender remains.

i am love (song)

i've been searching a long long time
but afraid of what i might find
as if some monster live'd inside me
i was afraid to let myself see...
then a voice cried out from the cold
from the darkness of all thats old
and it fit me just like a glove
when i heard it cry: i am love!
i am love, as bright as any star
i am love, and love is what you are
i am love, not unfeeling stone
i am love, and love is my home...
i am love, i am love, i am love...

i was caught in a blinding storm
full of contempt and hurting scorn
like a traveller wholly lost
in a garden frozen in frost...
but i heard a voice inside my dream
saying things are not always what they seem
and it softened everything tough-
when i heard it say: i am love!
i am love, my hands do love's work
i am love, soothing the worlds' hurt
i am love, forgiving all my pain
i am love, remembering my name!...
i am love, i am love, i am love...