What was no longer has to be –Be free, my friend, be freeYou are not trapped in history –Be free my friend be free The world is wide and full of joy,For man and woman, girl and boy,And with the powers you employYou’ll find your destination —The magic’s here, it’s not a trick,For buildings come … Continue reading "Be Free"
to all my friends...
flowers love the feel of rain, spring adores the flowers; sadness needs the touch of spring so to lose its powers powers come and powers go, ever waxing, waning — so much good can only come after it’s been raining
One day soon, you’ll see the sun, And it will not be leaving; One day soon, you’ll find some time For something else than grieving. One day soon, a fondest hope Will be within achieving — Yes, one day soon, you’ll find it, love, If you can keep Believing
Because it deserves a decent home.
Some people say that where they are Is where they’re meant to be; For years, I never understood – Those comments puzzled me Sometimes, you’re down and desperate, As I was, long ago: I saw no reason at the time Why it needs must be so For almost thirty years ago I tried to end … Continue reading "Nightscape"
let not hope disappear though chill be in the air: the winter may be here, but the garden is still there
They heard the music playing, so followed them the tune: The mystic ocean symphony a soothing bit of harmony communing with their souls — they needed to commune. And though poor in materials, they found a way to go: For truly rich, and truly deep are memories … Continue reading ""
We call things ‘mixed’ as though they don’t belong together; this is strange. All that is belongs together, for here we are, together. Or maybe… We call them ‘mixed’ because they come from different places, but everything is from a different place from everything else — … Continue reading "Mixed"