Tell the story...

From the depths of every atom, every molecule passing by
Is the voice of every person: every echo,,,every sigh...
Voices of the many people: the young ones and the old;
Sounding out their silent stories, just waiting to be told

In the winds that are singing sweetly; the hushing of the breeze
Touching upon the plantlets and brushing against the trees
The secrets of the many peoples: the sighs, the sorrows, the joys
Are echoing through every moment with the hope of getting a voice.

Through the war torn countries vacated;  the slums with all the poor
Is the whimpering winds of: wake up; the sighing for "something more"
Without the blasting of  media or the reading of the lies
We can tune our ears to hear them:  the multitude and the cries..

The unity of the inward spirits, the solidarity that always speaks
Is coming through the silent wavelengths, the noiseless one that leaks
The sacredness of the solutions,  the security of that  love
Binding us all to one another and directing all things above

So as we greet this waking morning and gaze upon the sky
Let us listen to sounding silence and  decipher the unheard cry
That is linking us to one another, to the world and to the All
Its is echoing inside each moment: the directions and the call...

Help us, oh help us, sweet Father and Creator

We are Your children and we are Your own family
There are things in this world that are so very hard to see
Fighting and feuding and the killing of each other
We are behaving like we're enemies and not like sister or brother

Help us oh help us oh sweet Father and Creator
The violence, the warring is encircling our equator
We're losing our morality, our ability to stop fighting
Help us,  dear Father... these squabbles keep igniting

The people we're fighting aren't even really fighting
These wars and these battles... by our leaders are igniting
We are the people who are witnessing the blood shed
But, when will it end Lord: this news, we so fear and dread?

Help us oh help us oh sweet Father and Creator
The violence, the warring is encircling our equator
We're losing our morality, our ability to stop fighting
Help us,  dear Father... these squabbles keep igniting

The helpless, the homeless, the children who are wandering
Fall victims to the violent who demolish and are squandering
Blinded by the bloodshed that is clouding their thinking
An evil army rises and rolls on without ever blinking

Help us oh help us oh sweet Father and Creator
The violence, the warring is encircling our equator
We're losing our morality, our ability to stop fighting
Help us,  dear Father, for these squabbles keep igniting

The news and the media and the talk hosts keep saying
Things that are so spiteful and so often so degrading
What should we believe Lord or what should we be thinking
The trade in for our conscience..the gossip we keep drinking???

Help us oh help us oh sweet Father and Creator
The violence and warring is encircling our equator
We're losing our morality, our ability to stop fighting
Help us,  dear Father, for these squabbles keep igniting

It is ours to discern them..  these moments that are unrolling
Do we keep with our own consciences or the CNN polling
Who do we choose now to be our Savior and Protector
The political politician or the newscast projector...

Help us oh help us oh sweet Father and Creator
The violence and warring is encircling our equator
We're losing our morality, our ability to stop fighting
Help us,  dear Father, for these squabbles keep igniting

And the light dances in...

I open my eyes and the light dances in
Molecules and atoms and all starts to begin
To announce all  the newness: the beauties of the day
What wonders await me: what blesses my way..

I rise from my bed and I walk on the earth
Seconds and minutes are carrying a rebirth
Of opportunities and happenings and surprises galore
I will dress myself quickly and look out my soul's door..

Today is a new day and  a day like none other
It is a time to be helpful to my sister and my brother
Who were never my family but are family right now
I will love every person without prejudice somehow.

Will you join me in seeing this, this vision I can see ...
Every person and every being is a portion of "me"
Completing my  wholeness from near or from far
Unless we are all united: incompleteness we are.....

Not just in churches or under some steeple

I speak to the nations and I speak to the people
Not just in the churches or under some steeple
Only those who are willing, the every ready listener
Can hear Me in the greatest and the struggling who whimper

Some seek Me in the praying and others in the giving
Some  have Me in certain hours and others in their living
Who's to say which method, which style I am preferring
It is you and your spirit that I am seeking and alluring..

So in the earliest of hours or the latest of moments
I am ready and present for everyone I have chosen
Without the need for trumpets or complicated  instructions
I am making known My wisdom without pompous introductions

Tears are falling from the skies....

Tears are falling from the skies
Touching where the bodies lie
Streams of red, so sad and long
Carrying cries of days gone wrong

Paris, Brussels:  who is next
In this terror scheme complex
What has happened.. why such pain?
Warnings shouted, horrors remain.

In our blindness enemies win
Innocents fall again and again
How much longer till we see
An end must come to this tyranny..

Fooled by media and the crowd
Isis lives and shouts out loud
Neighbors, cousins, are enrolled
In this army of Satan's fold..

All must see this and arise
Uniting arms where terror lies
Time has come to stop this crime
Lives are lost and so is time..

Speak to me of the good things

Speak to me of the good things and of the things I like to hear
About sun shines, and rainbows and clouds that disappear
Speak to me of the  happiness and of the  laughter and of cheer
But speak not of the ugliness, of the failures, or of the fear..

Speak to me of the friendliness of the kindness and of love
Things that will be uplifting and can help me soar above
Speak to me of the creativeness and of the creatures and of the plants
But don't speak to me of the harshness, or the things that kill my dance

Speak to me of the wonderfulness and of the  beauty and of the peace
Things that will be my reminders of the One who never sleeps
Speak to me of the sincerity and of the loveliness and of the Hymn
But never of the heaviness or the  hatreds that sadden me within...

The ONE

The morning opened up for me like a theatrical display
Sights and sounds and senses were all intertwined in  wonderful way
Everything and everyone were meshing together as if one
Sounds and sights were reminding me that Eden was never done...

The peacefulness of the silent song from trees and growing plants
Accompanied all of the melodies that came from the Creative One's dance.
The crawling ones, the walking ones, and those who would never ever move
Worked together as one unit in the song that was shatter proof

In the waking up of everyone and in the silent hours before
Eternity was making up a melody that was sure to vanquish all war
It was for each of us to sing it out and to carry it out from  within
So that our presence in every place would let the healing stages begin

We are all that tiny part of That Enormity: That Whole that Ever Is
Apart from it, we are all an incomplete  and inable to see such bliss
Together we are that unit strong, so able to see the endless One
But separated we are the fighting ones: sure to be completely undone...

Everything inspires

Hear them, they are singing:  the birds, the plants, the trees
In everything I can hear them, they're voices are in the breeze
With the rising up at daylight and the opening up of my eyes
I can see the wonderfulness around me: the earth, the sea, the skies

I can feel it all the moisture. like the earliest morning dew
It is riding in the wind streams, in the molecules passing through
In the dampness, so so needed, and so welcomed by the plants
I can feel it, like that first tear drop that gave the universe its dance..

I can say it with all the speaking ones:  the universe the sky the sea
The Eternal One, the Mighty One, The Omnipotent has been good to me
The morning sun, the evening sun, the hours the minutes the days
Are all enough to inspire in me a life of endless dauntless praise..

Without ever speakingwithout being heard

Stars burning out in the darkness of night
Sharing their brightnes and sharing their light
Whispering the centuries and whispering the love:
Stars are the radiance of the Father Above..

Quietly existing in  the emptiness and space
Communicating Heaven, and lightness and  grace
Seen in the shadows and not in the light
Stars burn out daily and brighten our night.

What are they saying, and what do they mime
Is it about brightness or a beautiful shine?
Is it all  possible, that without sounding or noise
Stars are the echo of the Eternal One's voice

What is their message and what is it their word:
Without ever speaking and without being heard
Could it be something like: despite all the night,
Stars are the reminder of God's Endless Light?

It is so very clear ....

Touch all the sunbeams and hold all the sun
Spread all of its warm-ness out to everyone
Breathe in the Spirit and move in the wind
Let all your goodness shine out from within

It is so very obvious and so clear to see
That there are so many things beyond you and me 
And if we consider it and   truly contemplate
We will see the Divine-ness in all things: no debate...

See all the mysteriousness hear all the breeze
Whisper the manifestos inside of the trees
Invite the rivers and the ever flowing streams
Carry all of the echoes of all people's dreams

It is so very obvious and so clear to see
That there are so many things beyond you and me 
And if we consider it and   truly contemplate
We will see the Divine-ness in all things: no debate...

Count all the minerals and follow all the ants
Consider the secrets of all the flowering plants
Embrace all that is invisible and see all the sea..
Countless the niceties that are before you and me

It is so very obvious and so clear to see
That there are so many things beyond you and me 
And if we consider it and   truly contemplate
We will see the Divine-ness in all things: no debate...

Everything is a mystery...

Catch every raindrop and touch every breeze
Whisper all the secrets that are held by the trees
Hold all the atoms and the elements all around
This is the mystery of the Godness we have found

Never is it possible though we may surely try
To recreate the created or lasso all the sky
Be we the most intelligent, or  learned or the wise
We are all so much lesser than the God of our skies

So stand we all in amazement, in silence and in awe
Humbled before each second that succumbs to God's law
Everything is a mystery and everything's incomplete
Until we see that moment we're destined to complete...

Now we can all rise up ....

Let the process happen

Droplets are falling from eyes of the angels
Seeing such violence and hatred from all angles
How can you do it ..so displease them, the heavens
And be so  resistant to all of the evidence

But we are "there"  Sundays and  sing out our alleluia
Surely you don't count us with all of this do ya?
We are the privileged,,, the faithful ,,,the loyal
How can you count us with all that is disloyal

Trembling and tremors are sweeping the nation
Gone are the kind words...the people of inspiration
Instead we replace them with judgement and hating
And  a violence that's ignorant and cries about debating

Who are we, people, to jump up and judge them
The countries who struggle and suffer from mayhem
While we are the Christians, the Jewish and the godly..?
Who'll stand behind people who are similar to Mitt Romney..?

Time has arrived now for the changes and healing
That will loosen the shackles and allow for some feeling
Too long we have suppressed it the silencing oppression
Now we can all rise up and express it: our confession...

What we see across our TV screen

There is fighting, there is warring but it's not all "over there"
There aren't bullets or explosions but rather words that fill the air
People are fighting and debating without respect for great or small
Smoke is rising.hearts are pounding.. and we're marveling at it all...?

Where is kindness,where is justice, where's the unity we profess
Twisted stories, funded rallies and we see  scenes of ugliness
Politicians and the media are mixing funds that create a scene
All the violence and the turmoil can be avoided... you know what I mean?

All the snippets of the stories,  that we see across the  screen
Are the source of all the violence and the fuel that makes us mean
If, for once, the world wide media; would get the stories completely right
We would see, there's always two sides: not just the ones that make us fight..

Sounds of the sparrows and songs of the sky

Sounds of the sparrows and songs of the sky
Soar through the breezes and touch you and I
Springtime is coming, yes springtime is near
The whole of creation is alive with us here.

Gone are the cold days; the pelting cold ice
Fluffy white clouds are invading our skies
Brightness and sunshine and warming new air
Surrounds us with feelings we're wanting to share.

Time for the planting, the flowers, the seeds
We watch all the weather and the buzzing of bees
The tender young plantlets, the blossoming trees
Tell us the stories that nobody sees..

After the rhyming,  the poetry, the lines
I'll talk to the universe and hear her designs
So much of the silence, the quietness galore
Is holding the treasures I've been looking for....

Take time to notice...

You waken, you rise up and you move into the elements
The atoms, the molecules, are now guiding you into their dance
The moments the seconds the hours before you opening
Are challenging, inviting and directing you as you're focusing

The newness, the beauty, the glow upon the horizon
Is embellishing, spotlighting the uniqueness of your environment
The quietness; the silence; the hush about you awakening
Is speaking and narrating, the secrets that are now hastening..

The senses, the body, the soul inside of your being
Are  inebriated, satiated, with all of the things you're seeing
Let it happen.. this moment of the deepest inner recognizing
There's a unity, a solidarity between us and the universe rising

Stop, now...try to grasp IT...

In this very moment and in this quiet space
In this hour that's opening before I leave my place;
I can hear the whispering, the murmuring of the wind
Touching me in my senses and in my soul within..

While the world is whizzing and scurrying all around
Subtle sounds of the Spirit is speaking without  sound
In the earliest hours and at the break of day
Wisdom is heard to whisper she has much to say

While the souls are rising and readying for the morn
Spiritual guides are singing, "Great moments will be born"..
Shining within that sureness and waking the sluggish mind:
Angel beings whisper of the treasures we can find..

The mother earth is waking, our sister sky is too
From the scariest darkness comes the sky so blue
All the earthly elements the animals and the plants
Challenge our waking spirits, "Come join us in our dance"

There is so much marvelous beauty, so much we can see
From inside of our inner spirit: such vision.. such purity
We can go beyond what's tangible  what's temporal and what's time
To grasp the Truly Infinite who speaks to us in rhyme...

Stop now try to grasp IT.. which seems so far from reach
Let IT  invade your spirit ...your spirit let It teach
With soundings so so silent,, with touches so unique
Eternity's in each moment and in each second will speak

If only we could hear...

I feel the struggles and all of the heart aches
Brokenness is echoing through all of the earth quakes
Only the silent and the spiritually bent listener
Can hear how the universe is echoing a whimper..

People are tired and are seeking and sighing
Too long are their journeys ...unending their trying
While wealthy are eating and gloating and bragging
Few are the hand outs for the homeless and dragging

Winds are getting stronger and noticeably bolder
Pushing against nations that give burden to the shoulder
Howling and hootings from the creatures  of the forest
Are creating a warning that emerge like a chorus....

All of the universe is alive with a vision
Soundings and sirens are pointing out our omission
If only we could hear it: the voice in  the weather
We would all try our hardest to live peaceably together...

Why is there fighting and why is there war...?

Why is there fighting and why is there war?
Streams of blood flowing all over earth's floor..
Why is there hatred and why is there greed?
Give me some answers they're something I need

All over the country and in this world of ours
People are fighting.. I can see all their scars
There are wars about races and wars about faith
People are fighting from early to late

Why is there fighting and why is there war?
Streams of blood flowing all over earth's floor..
Why is there hatred and why is there greed?
Give me some answers they're something I need

The headlines are glowing with awfulness galore
Enemies are fighting and politicians on the floor
Name calling and lying and blood thirsty debate
Where is it we're going with tempers irate?

Why is there fighting and why is there war?
Streams of blood flowing all over earth's floor..
Why is there hatred and why is there greed?
Give me some answers they're something I need

Is it so wrong to believe in the absence of war
Is it all a big nightmare or something much more
Are we heading for the ending or beginning to see
Tell me the answers are not unlearned history

Why is there fighting and why is there war?
Streams of blood flowing all over earth's floor..
Why is there hatred and why is there greed?
Give me some answers they're something I need

What if we could love more and what if we could see
That warring and fighting are the end of you and me
If only we could wake up and shake off our sleep
Perhaps we'd be messengers of the faith that we keep..

Why is there fighting and why is there war?
Streams of blood flowing all over earth's floor..
Why is there hatred and why is there greed?
Give me some answers they're something I need

Take note of your actions....

Have you forgotten this... can you not see:
That hatred and hating has tainted history?
All men and all women and all people who live
Are deserving of kindness: so let us now give.

The way you keep hurting the ones you dislike
Is totally distressing your spirit inside
For everyone created yes all of us who are
Are meant to be healers of the other one's scar

Take note of your actions and all that you say
Is this what you wanting to be in your way..
Of happiness and wholeness and all that is good?
You should be an example ...you know it: you should

Take time to consider it.. take time here and now
Make it your priority and your most solemn vow
To be for the people, the universe, the earth
An example of kindness and constant rebirth

Corruption

Tears are flowing from my eyes
And it shouldn't be a surprise
People trusted have turned bad
Pushing agendas: that's so sad

Gone the morals gone the good
No one acting as they should
One is pushing all around
Claiming good but none is found

How we mute it what we see
Everyone fears the powers that be
Keeping quiet keeping mute
Seeing wrong with no dispute...