God will be obvious

The dead city is mine
it is for my strong sons to pick over
until nothing is left
for that is simple love for something that is dying

The field of the new age
Will soon be harvested by the hands of ambition
The sun ever looking down opinions and meanings are burnt up
burning recognition

The furious big cat of destiny and other predators will be tamed by the generations
The poison voids and dangerous routes will be made safe
The con man will be repudiated not by man but by the aura of existance
His presence will be caught in the systems that are here to overcome our way of life

The colors of wealth will paint our kind
Traditions, scripture and dogmas destroyed in brilliant explosions
God will be obvious
Our spiritual connections never to be herded like cattle again

Prosperity of the soul's many inspired colors and flavors
Will crush prejudice and push waves of harmonic bliss
Ambition and failure pushing to us the extremes of human triumph
Refined global awareness moving in our lobes

The dead city is mine
here I will rebuild
Dawn for prayer
Day for creation
Work my brother and accomplice
Strength climbing out of me until the elder years

I don't need a rifle

Fearlessness

After coming in from the wind.

Unshrugged

Wind unwinning

Not defeated by the sky

neither by the ground

On earth no defense

Voice approximating thunder

I stand unwavering before the storm

it knows my face

My soul and body form the warrior

I am inside as I am out

Looking toward the horizon

as a hunter toward the forest

Colonizing space

Zig zagging
Accelerating
Changing color
Hi

Boosting up
Being hurtled
Landing softly
Greetings

Tell me the future
Use your calculations
Remind me of the limitations
And give me a jist of the limitlessness

Stir the power
Cook it up electric
Handshake with existance
I'm alive

The fruits of all labours and past lives(of water and food)

On the grapes of arrival
On the strawberry handshake
Between the lakes of success
The shack of good maintenance

The hatching of new existences
The first apple steps of a journey
Unfamiliar skies and houses
nectarine greeting

Across the coast
Beauty roams as a lost dog
finding us again and again as we fly
white sand and dark rock sharing a strong union
between the brush of waves and breeze bitten undergrowth

Once in the restaurant
entrees land on the table before complaints meet lips
Delicate foods prepared painstakingly to be simply devoured
Then an over abundance of food in rustic containers

Why have we received so much?
This pleasurable excess that is delivered to us.
This stable energy in the presence of good friends.
Choice for each mouthful more delicious than any food.

On the shores of The Purjesseys river

I've come to tell you this is not the hill
This is not the window nor the door
Nor the goal for your life

I've crossed the Purjesseys river
As the birds and children sang that god was a giver
I had little food and few friends yet I had some fresh truth
I came to stand here in front of you

I've come to tell you, you have not arrived
The skies will brighten and they will darken
sense will intensify and then dissipate
with no warning

To leave you full, leave you empty
on any given morning

I wish I could give you the ocean
and it's subtle changes would bother you none
I wish I could give heat ever after, accept the sun

Not ready to receive like the thirsty?
Who offer their cups to be filled, sitting by the Purjesseys river
Lightening smiting the generous of heart who indulge them

I've come to tell you that no word can solve it
That the spirit gains thickness as in mountains
That the spirit becomes as thin as a fishing line

You gain stronger legs crossing the Purjesseys
with a cup of it's water for the beggers
As the lightening hits you, the holy holy lightening
Christ shivers

I've come to tell you this death is unseen
you will not burn or in between
This is not heaven
Look up and listen

The world is a miracle, an atrocity
Look beyond the river
This world is not a theme park for your eyes or taste buds
Forgive god when it is

Staring at the storm

Staring at the storm

Flashes break out over the horizon
Clouds accumulate
Lightening constantly firing
Heavy rain in it's wake

Crawling across the sky
Descending on the city
Dust pick up and fly
from where it was citing

The flashing accelerates
people run for shelter
Thunder hits the ears
Animals give in to fear

I stand on the balcony hypnotized
It's advance enlivens the sky
It invigorates such humble eyes
Rumbling and cracking as it drives

Here I stand staring at the storm
Ever since it suddenly formed
from nightfall to dawn

Segredo de felicidade(secret of happiness)

The secret of happiness
The trick to joy
Hidden from almost
all girls and boys
...

The beauty of life
Sung in a song
wrapped in your hand
Re-lived through longing

The secret of happiness
queues form to know
Waiting day and night
come rain, hail or snow

The trick to joy
a thousand amateurs attempt
The real magicians
are ignored and unkempt

The beauty of life
of light and dark, cold and hot
Of every color and sensation
Everything earth has got

Answer me minus hesitation
The secret is what?
The path of gracious elation