The Art of Giving

Giving the inward gift, offering the inward value

a constant cycle, step one two three four

it starts again to move in more

illuminating the path along the way

as we move to the place where it can all stay

in the light every moment of every day

I was turning the page before you could read

the signs were all around, but missing them is easier

I admit Im a stranger here, the song that plays within

A journey over mountains, though ice and snow, the void. Snowflakes falling on face and chest, collecting on eye lashes. A spark of light reveals the fire within. Nourished, the fire grows stronger sharing warmth and light. The fire burns brighter, giving more light and more warmth, thus turning ice into fire.

A song

A song that plays a feeling, sounding from a place not found with just eyes. The melody painting pictures, hummed a thousand times before.

Listen for the song played out of silence, follow the melody and find the source.

Without Time

I know of a place freed of time which can only be reached through a state of mind. Join me there and witness the beginning and end acting as one.

Physics?

Light Travels Faster Than Sound, Which Is Why Some People Appear Bright Until You Hear Them Speak.

The Distance Between

Im only as far from you as you are from me.

Stars

As a child, I knew
That the stars could only get brighter
And we would get closer
Get closer

When I was a child, I knew
That the stars could only get brighter
That we would get closer
Leaving this darkness
Behind

Now that I'm older
The stars could lie upon my face
And when I find myself out there
I feel like I
I am high

Now that I'm older
The stars shine upon my face
And walk out into space
I feel like I
Like I was blind

To see you now
To hear you now
I can look outside myself
And I must examine the world and look inside
Because I feel light
Because I feel on fire

Arranged by Rhombus

Crusade

"On a crusade of mass hysteria by spinning the wheels of steel"

I really like the sound of that. I didnt come up with it, but I enjoy saying it to myself and out loud.

Reality

Escape from reality is normally costly.
What I offer is free.

What is Left and What is Right

What is Left and what is Right
Emo-tional Radi-ation; Antici-pation Burns
Twi-light turned to Clear Light; And the conver-sation turns
Char-coal Innuen-dos; Omni-present........Sight
Intellec-tual Count-down; What is left and what is RIGHT
What is left and What is right


What is Left and what is Right
Emotional Radiation; Anticipation Burns
Twilight turned to Clear Light; And the conversation turns
Charcoal Innuendos; Omni-present........Sight
Intellectual Countdown; What is left and what is RIGHT
What is left and What is right

New view

Nothing is familiar, the faces all estrange.
Someone's took our memories and now they're rearranged.
Accepting new is old, old is never new.
Mere reflection tells me, all that's true.