Monday, April 21, 2008

Lost one kilo but gained my soul

Clear mind, clear heart finding its call

In the midst of a search, questions arise

Nature responds through man and his enterprise

Relax, respond, renew

Bring the whole through an invisible glue

Retreat, reflect, rejoice

Feel the oneness eliminate the noise

Remember the source

As you stay on the course

Lost one kilo but gained my soul

Clear mind, clear heart finding its call

Sunday, April 20, 2008

A pressure on my chest

Brings out what is for my best

I open the channel

To find a shining tunnel

I walk on my four

Until I reach an open door

That asks me to stand high

For what meets me does not question why

A march that steps forward

Witnesses the disappearance of a coward

Reaching the destination with a smile full of honor

Fulfilling the meaning, accepting the offer of a one generous donor

Friday, April 18, 2008

Around a campfire we sit

A circle, a form, a fit

The stories are shared in oneness with earth

As the pine seeds and stalks bring warmth to our breath

United in harmony in a Victorian Ceremony

A shady white moon peaks amongst the majestic trees

Witnessing an ensemble of diversity mixed with reprise

The songs are composed from echoes of purity

As silence prevails in the hearts of our destiny

The questions surrender to the moment of choice

No business or knowledge, just love and rejoice

The time has come to call it a night

A new circle has formed: stones, ashes and sparks what a delight

Shadows walk forward guided by the teacher’s flashlight

Reaching the steps with candles in sight

Finding their place which opens a door

To a wonderful space full of ecstasy and grace

A call for a new born

A longing so deep

Preparing for the unknown

Coming out with a leap

Adoption an option

Confusion a mere refusion

Step out of your skin

All the growth to begin

Feel the freshness of innocence

Release the tension to bring significance

A call for a new born

A call for a new born

In a space that is full of gold wheat and corn

Thursday, April 17, 2008

I sing a song of longing

I join the flock of birds

We fill the space with music

For all who want to stay,

We hold the morning in our rhythm

Watching our guiding star flick away

Together we welcome the start of a new play

With shape and color, movement and fire

Stringing a harmonious dance for us to-day

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Hearts come forward, hearts pump life
Drinking water from the pipes
Arches open passages of light
for platforms, courtyards all in sight
Steps guide man towards an open space
connecting to an eternity full of grace
Forms and figures find their shape
with hands engraving an authentic cape
Earth rejoins its surrounding streets
spreading health along the alleys, squares and Hermes' treat
Hearts come forward, hearts pump life
transforming the doctor's place to a haven of love that’s sweet and ripe