Friday, September 15, 2006

Do What You Will

My blood is like the emerald
rivers of the Amazon
flowing home to you.

I am your worrior,
your leader,
your healer
I am here to serve you.

Nothing stands in the way of the one who makes you whole.

When everything else falls away,
when all is finally lost,
when the illusion of control fades
and my body is no more, what remains?

One, time, all, nothing, illusion.

My bones are for you
to take care of along the journey.

I take you with me everywhere I go

to think I am
separate from you for a moment
is the veins running through me gone dry.
Lifeless.

Yet, I am part of the wheel, the nourishment, and this corpse will
feed you
and be the blood in other veins.

You are what I have always known and denied.
You are what gives my senses,
my breath, my right to live.

I am yours.
Do what you will.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Samba Girl

[Verse]
In the streets, love 
We danced forever 
The Pandeiro 
Beating hearts 
Throughout the night 

 

The bottoms of my shoes
Wearing miles next to yours
a trail of bread
Returning home 


[Verse] 

Oh, that morning
Wet as jungle rains
We met so early
Before the sun rose 

Oh, the sweetness
In our Grand Goodbye
But now where's my
Samba Girl?
  

[Chorus]

The streets were not the place to
Lose your heart when
Dance was all your heart could
Give. 

My heart surrenders
Carnaval for love
And thru surrender
Does my heart live

 [Verse]

Longing Samba 
In the spot we met 
resist the visions of us 
for your life


I Samba solo, here
In the morning light
My pandeiro sings
My Samba girl.

[END]

I Come To Your Door


I come to your door.
Won't you give me the time?

You say, there is no room here
for us two to be so near.

But I love you, it's me...
won't you let's me inside?

And you turn me away
like a salesman that's selling
his bride.

+++++++++++++++++

I stay in a war
in review of my crime.

Won't my love conquer your fear?
Isn't all that I want clear?

Though I'll beg and I'll plea
you dismiss me and hide.

Take a seat by the tree
'til you bury yourself and
your pride.

++++++++++++++++++

I knock on your door
and you ask "who is there?"

It is you who is out here.
it is you who is so near.

It is you, it is love,
and there is no divide.

And the door opens unto
a time where the stars will
collide.

+++++++++++++++++

I come to your door

[END]

Saturday, September 02, 2006

For Jen On Her Birthday

Star beams and dark spaces,
lone mortals finding their way
by night, moving helter skelter
and loosing their way by day.

Who are you to those who want
answers? Who are you to those
who cling to the earth like ice
to blades of grass?

You are the sign and symbol,
breath itself as the cosmos
breathes in, breathes out, entire
galaxies form in your every move.

And we shall have to wait and see
what the Hand guides, for not even
those who Know now so well can
see into the infinity of it all.

Celebrate, rejoice in your creation
and we will all follow for, in the dropping
of our pretenses what else is there to do...
save celebrate with you?