It is spoken.

The rain hasn't started
but I can hear it.
It is screaming from the thick morbid
veil across the sky

It is moaning through the fabric
tousled by the wind

It is spoken by the quiet
voices inside coffee shops

It is heard as the roots cry out
to the clouds for life

and the leaves breath in
the ladden air

the rain hasn't started
but I can hear it.


twilight (in progress)

Silhouettes
Outlines
Figures in black
Claim the skyline

They're standing still
immobile
and yet fluidly alive
transforming the present
by releasing the past

The conifers become giants
each mountain, a dragon
their darkness breathing life
to the solemn blue blanket of night

And their fire is seen in the heavens
with each new flicker of light
found in the dimming dry ocean
calling all to the evening's warmth

the heart which sailed the ocean blue

I knew a girl who had a heart
that longed to sail the ocean blue
she had not the heart of a mistress or maid
but that of a sailor, learned in his trade

It's beat could sound the depths of the deep
It's pulse could quicken the creatures beneath
this heart ruled it's owner, you see

From the bow of the boat, it made her leap
into the silent oceans deep
From the top of the sail it made her fly
from the tip of the waves to the edge of the sky

She soared o'r the the wind
and met birds in her flight
pelicans, seagulls and winged messengers of the night

She flew o'r the waters and
met sea creatures too!
The turtle, dolphin, and wales
made a hula baloo!

But when she had nearly finished her very first flight
Her heart wanted more, which she couldn't set right
For the wind was to fierce
and the waves were to strong
and she didn't believe the sirens song

So she left her heart there
in the depths of the sea
to be rediscovered by you and me
She returned to the boat and set things aright
and made the long voyage home with all of her might

a flower grows

"A flower grows! Look, a flower grows!" A young girl squeals in excitement. Her father peers in search of the source of her delight. "Yeah, honey, there's a flower there". Now, the whole neighborhood has heard her cherished phrase.

Each person stops to realize they haven't quite noticed the bloom. How is it that this flower is on the face of every child, yet we have failed to see it? Yearning for sunlight, the blossom unfolds in the darkest places. In the midst of hunger, poverty, abandonment, war and desolation it is not afraid to unfurl it's petals.

Yet it's eagerness has been misunderstood. It's youth mistaken for foolishness. How have children become the flowers we have learned to ignore? What lessons has a child to give? Is there an end to such a question? To answer this is to discover a priceless gift.

new lyrics

Arising (Song of Songs)

Who is this arising like the dawn
as pale as the moon and as bright at the sun
as majestic as an army with billowing banners
she went down to the grove of walnuts
and out to the valley to see the spring
to see weather the grape veins had budded or the pomegrantes bloom
and before she realized it she found herself in a chariot with her beloved

Chorus:

Place me like a seal over your heart (x2)

For love is as strong as death
it's jealousy enduring as the grave
love flashes like fire, the brightest kind of flame
many waters cannot quench love, nor rivers drown it
if a man tried to buy love, with all his wealth, he would be scorned

Chrous (x4)


Besides Myself

In our fear in our pride in our confusion
we tend to loose sight of the conclusion
for we think that we know all the answers
but deep inside we are lost

and my father says I love you (x3)
can everything else fade away?

In our pain in our lives in our exploration
we cling to the things we can see
for we hold onto hope in each waking moment
instead of looking towards eternity

Yet our father says I love you (x3)
and everything else fades away

With this day with this life
we will glorify you
for your are the hope that's alive
and you answer our fear pain pride and confusion
you heal the wounds we cannot

When our father says I love you (x3)
everything else fades away



Before it so desires


He looks her way and she has nothing to say
for his gaze holds the truth

She holding fast to a love that won't last
he's here he's now, but is he true?

Do not awaken love before it so desires (2)

Reminded of what her father might say
she finally turns away

Now she's left with all of her fears
alone with her wasted tears

Do not awaken love before it so desires (2)

Dress-Up (to my brother)

Do you remember dressing up
like old ladies
rummaging through mother's hats
in search of something just right?

running across baseball diamonds
through forests
and between the waves
Crashing down to the shore,
picking ourselves up and leaping
back into the tide?

Remember those quiet adventures
in the backyard, dreaming of
lava monsters and people
beyond our sight?

Was it just yesterday that we
entered the world with lunch pails
and toothless grins?

Was it yesterday we played
101 Dalmatians and laughed for
no reason when mom and dad
weren't looking?

My arms ache to hold the
little brother I once knew
but I'm learning to appreciate
the man that you've become
and let go of growing up
amidst the changing seasons
of this life
we will never be too old
to dress-up
and remember.