Life is in simple things
Have you ever heard the pitter patter of feet
Of children playing in the street
Heard the rumbling of thunder in the night
Enough to give you a fright
Stopped to smell the roses in the garden
With guilt, almost asking them for a pardon
Life is in simple things
With all the joy it brings
Have you ever caught raindrops on your tongue
When spring has sprung
Did you ever watch the sunrise
When birds in flight arise
Have you ever felt blades of grass under your feet
It’s pretty neat
Life is in simple things
With all the joy it brings
Have you ever smelt rain after a hot day
Although you’d wish for the sun to stay
Touched a caterpillar on a leaf
A butterfly is what he will become, what a relief
Have you ever walked along the beach
With waves as angry and almost with a lesson to teach
Life is in simple things
With all the joy it brings
Live it
The Moon
I wonder why the “Wolf” howls at you ?
Is it an ancient celestial language which speaks of love so true ?
Or is it a deep saddened longing of one day returning home to you ?
Could our sister the Moon be the source of female energy,
which miraculously makes things new ?
In the fullness of her beauty, she tenderly reminds me
that the World is bound together in Love,
We share the same Blue Home
and faithfully send prayers for healing
UP - to that Ethereal Mystery dome.
At night when the World’s content to Dream,
I search the sky for a silvery Beam !
It’s as though my Soul won’t rest,
without a bedtime kiss of
Heavenly pale blue Moonlight !
So close your eyes and drift away –
Let your mind rest peacefully,
in the comfort of your “Wolf” Heart’s knowing
that the Moon watches over us tonight !
Fairytale
This aint a letter,neither lyrics to a song
Aimed at no one specific,so dont get me wrong
Have you ever felt dead even though you havent died
Do you often feel life to its full,is sometimes denied
Have you ever felt whole,or mostly broken
Has your voice fell silent, with words unspoken
Where is my happiness,where is my laughter
Life seems exempt from happily ever after
Many are my affliction, many are my fears..do you even see my sun-dried tears
So you wait for the day, when your soul will be free, do you ever miss you, coz i miss me…
Life Circus
The orphan
Does every thing
That his master says.
In opera ground
He walks on fire
Places his head on pointed sword.
Rolls over the broken glass
Under the red hot sun and
Stitches his tender tongue
For a couple of coin.
One day
Suddenly he discovers
He is no more different
From the monkeys that his master keeps.
He loosens the chains
Tied around the neck
And urges them to be free.
Unmoved they all remained
In spite of manly look.
After all they are born wild.
In the midnight silence
He marches away
In search of a new ray of light.
His life circus slides
A new screen
For him
On the stage of his LIBERATION JOURNEY.
3 little butterfly’s
3 little butterfly's
As white as snow
flying past my window
Again and again
Turning circles up and down
holding all the joy in the world
going again and again
following winds course out of sight
following the rhythm
and enjoying their life
Enchanting my eyes
just like a dream
You came past my life
Bringing joy to my sight
3 little butterfly's came into my life
love is everything
love is everything
without love we have nothing in peace,
love binds us through the essence of life's crease,
and what ever we do, everything, love is everything!
without love I'm exholted in pain, the endlessness of forever,
love redeems us to light, that vision of truth within forever,
and what ever we do, everything, love is everything!
without love, fear takes control of me and I cant see,
I have searched every where, the {tears of labour} distracted me,
and what ever we do, everything, love is everything!
without love I am sentenced to my own, idiopathy,
this is why love, the cul-de-sac, encombered me,
and what ever we do, everything, love is everything!
love!
shane
xxx
2008/8/25
Water
The spirit of life,
spreads everywhere,
to all corners of our globe.
Rain, mist, fog, snow,
form lakes, rivers,
babbling running brooks;
the carriers of life’s soul
life’s bountiful
identity and joy.
Without it,
grasses brown,
trees rot and fall,
no leaves, flowers,
seeds, or fruit;
no shade, no scent,
no colour, food.
Animals, people, die;
no creatures great or small.
Deserts of want appear
no life or giving;
there is a thirst upon the land.
In time, all will wither,
wilt, rot and die.
Then a dirt, an ash
a sandy earth of want,
no open hand,
all life has gone.
More valuable than gold,
a treasure for us all.
use wisely, it is life.
All used up; We die!
7 August 2007
To You
I owe my love,
My life,
My trust,
My worship
I am by you made
Mine wisdom from you is received
So balanced – perfectly imperfect
Created with intricacy
What is to you so simple,
Mine mind comprehends not
I am but me
Yet mine life and love
Mine trust and worship
To you I owe.
What I didn’t know
I know that the day I was born,
The world smiled at and welcomed me
With all the joys and tears of life.
Though I was a gift to the nation,
I cried as my mother took me in her arms
What I didn't know was that one day
My tears would be my joys of eternity
With jealousy, hatred and love prostituting me.
I know that I toss and turn before I can fall asleep.
The right side of my body is aching from the heavenly light
I have exerted for the last two decades.
So now I sleep facing my wardrobe.
What I didn't know is that God above is so powerfull
That I don't sleep facing the ceiling
Instead, I shy away and hide myself from all my sins. My naked spirit.
What I didn't know is that,
I am human.