What have we learned
Passing through, you might learn a thing or two -
you might even love again if it don't kill you
They loved you once - that much is true
Now what do you know? its gone
‘New ways of being’, the words -they used to say
‘We’re through’
But who’s unhappy now? there's these holes
and they weigh pretty heavy sometimes
‘cause we carry them everywhere we go
we’ve all got watercolors flowing in and out
soft and silent, safe and close
Sure - they loved you, loved you with all they had
You had them - and the matter to lose
Man, if you knew then
what you've come to know now would you just cut that bubble
loose from its golden tether and free you from it all
Would you still have all the multicolored pieces
of that beautiful thing to hold and -
now that its broken - remember
was it all, just meant to be
‘cause you were you
and I was
me?
kayaky
Silent Death
Silent death through indifference
abides in a lonely universe
without the comfort of a small world
It finds miles made of inches
As we are ignored
Then distance grows with self awareness
Then brotherly love, fallen out of fashion
is also out of the question
and healthy interest is out of season
We're left burdened by repetitious visitors
who offer nothing but who hang on,
refusing to leave and who bore us to tears
then to our deaths
kayaky
Trouble Ahead
As the world turns, there'll be a tomorrow
some things will change- some stay the same
But in our search for deeper meaning
we'll find ourselves - alone to blame
A desert sun is no more evil
that parches lips and leaves us dry
The good and bad that's all around us
depends on who beholds it
The good and bad is in their eyes
Like unmatched shoes along the roadside
though no one's seen and nothings heard
its testament to streets and gutters
telling tales without a word
Or was it wind or just the trees there?
stirring shadows from behind
We sense there's movement all around us
in the darkness we're walking blind
misplaced steps would lead us nowhere
then fail us when there are no signs
and now we've seen the fallen buildings
there is no way to purge our minds
Now fear lies in our darkened spaces
lurking at the bottom of our hearts
there's trouble's brewing on the horizon
Long before the storm clouds rise
But we are gentle, and we're giving
and we can see the way ahead
even though we have our children
decide to wage a war instead
kayaky
The wellspring of Love
We reached for something
we couldn't see
and prayed without belief
for rescue from our desperation
for love and sweet relief
Our prayers tapped into something greater
The source of timeless love
Once share by precious others
*********Have a Nice Day**********
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