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A Song at Sunrise

A Song at Sunrise



He sang the song at sunrise, to the morning dawn It rose into the atmosphere and carried on and on It fell in gentle rain upon the barren lands It moistened upturned faces and was caught in outstretched hands It blew within warm winds across the marshy fen Was whispered through the waving reeds and reached the hearts of men This song is never ending all around the earth The song that started long ago with our sweet Saviour's birth
POULTER'S MEASURE that is in alternating 12 then 14 syllables lines and so on (the form always commences with a 12 syllable line) Courtesy of Brian Strand Margaret Foster: 18th February 2010


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Singing Blue Blazes

As the snowdrops nod happily when you kissed my soul warmly love
laughing in the cold spring air so stirringly beautiful flutters wings of a dove 
 
The daffodils yawn awakening to new life or so it seems 
sun beams smile inside a thousand songs sweetly my dream

Birds singing freely dawning tunes deep heartfelt desire  
you are amazing one faraway flame kissing beats on fire


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Bird Song

Blast it bird! Where are ye off to?
Don’t ye know the day is through?

Oh but I’ve a lovely song to sing,
I must ere I do another thing.
To the man in the garden who works with the hoe,
He’s tired and lonely and his heart needs to grow.
Then off to the widow who thinks of her lost mate,
And  meditates on the gorgeous sunset of late.
It is my heartfelt, joyful duty for which I long,
To comfort God’s people with my little song.

Oh, well off you go then,
Your song wins again..



Inspired by Francine Robert's contest 5/8/11



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A Different Verse

A different time, a different place
A different life and different face

Different wants and different needs
Different values and different creeds

Different Pomp and Circumstance
Different songs and different dance

Different likes and different hate
Different foods on different plate

A different boat on a different sea
A different you and a different me


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Walks-With-Sorrow

The sun sinks low within the sky as does his heart
For from his own true love he knows that he must part

Walks-With-Sorrow plays a song of lasting grace
To shield him from the tears cascading down his face

The silence of these woods brings him a sense of calm
And with his song he finds himself a healing balm

Way off in the distance there's a bride-to-be
With watchful eye just waiting for her man to see

The beauty and the ecstasy their union brings
Unaware of his decision she still sings

Songs of wonderment and glory she will carry
For today she gives herself to him to marry

But Walks-With-Sorrow knows that they can never wed
They will not be together in their marriage bed

Warring families forced them to keep their love hid
Passion for each other tribe elders forbid

So now he calls upon the skies to the Great Spirit
In the distance his bride cries but he can't hear it

Walks-With-Sorrow is a man so filled with pain
He'll never leave these woods or ever love again



By Deb Wilson
for contest"Tell HIS Story"
sponsored by Constance La France~A Rambling Poet~~


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TREASURE TROVE

I have a little treasure trove where I keep special things.
Today I thought I'd take it out, search through my memories.
Inside were pictures, souvenirs and things almost forgot,
And then among some special notes, a paper I knew not.

It seemed at first a poem that was started long ago.
Written just for me, in secret by my beau.
He must have written hurriedly, and stuck it in my hand,
To tell me I was special, he thought that I was grand.

I've kept that note, his song of love, for lo these many years;
And as I read it through again, it still brings me to tears;
For this song was like his love, he said it had no end,
Till I became his wife and so a new song could begin.

                                                                       Judy Ball


For Treasure Trove Contest by Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of PS


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Spritual Gangster

You don’t want to miss this
But don’t be confused this aint Christmas
You’ve gotta get real my brotha and kiss this
I’m a spiritual criminal with lipstick

If you’re lucky you just might make my hit list
Coz I’m a murderer killing *****es ego’s with fake riffs
If you’re a moral criminal and do the minimal you can’t hit this
We must stand together my brother to beat this

Pleasure - pain, generosity - blame, loss - gain infamy and greed
It’s not hard don’t get angry and there’s no need to bleed
It’s just like John Lennon said when he said love is all you need
Stand with me my friend and let go of fear if you want to be freed 

I’ll mind punch you in the heart and give you a soul diss
Aint no big brotha gonna hold me and frisk this
You’re not lost or all alone coz my arrows fire straight and can’t miss
Things aint changed and love can still fix this

Pleasure pain, Generosity blame, loss gain infamy and greed
It’s not hard don’t get angry and there’s no need to bleed
It’s just like John Lennon said when he said love is all you need
Stand with me my friend and let go of fear if you want to be freed 
Love -love- love is all you need


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Unravel Me

Tears stream like water, rain in the night
A heart that still hungers for all to be right
Stoned by a circle, mocked while on stage
Emotions grow heavy from pain into rage
Scabs that were healing I picked them apart
All to uncover, I had to restart.

The essence of the soul, Purity
Only in your arms, Security
For the ship is overtaken by rough waves
I know that You’re the one who saves
Hear me while I sit
In the dark.

Carelessness, comes from movie clips inside my mind
Walls built to last start to unwind
And I can’t take the ache within the knots
It’s as if all I’ve learned I just forgot
For the flames of bitter yesterdays just ignite
Restless with this walk, I lose my sight

The essence of the soul, purity
Only in your arms, security
For the ship is overtaken by rough waves
I know that You're the One who saves
Hear me while I sit 
In the dark.

But I’m not alone
No I’m not alone
Going to the otherside
I must resist this fear 
And
Come alive!


By: Sabina Nicole
Written: 4-8-12
Song written for the piano


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Mixology Brews blends mixtures concoctions

By Sashi.Prabhu(zeauoxian0
(18th February 2012 nite at Kentucky shack on colva beach)
I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and wove them together to couplets.
Dedicate this one to my friends who love and cherish the cocktails and mock tails.
Cheers……………………………


With love from zeauoxian, black lady, Tom Collins, Three peaks merlot, white lady, John Collins. Between the sheets, pink pusy, screaming orgasm, Pink lady, lost bikini, orgasm. Misty nite, hairy navel, ding a ling, Sunset, buttock clencher, Singapore sling. Lady killer, fuzzy navel, coconut diaquiry, Bloody Mary, fenny wenny woo woo, orange diaquiry. Pure calypso, climax, kick in the balls, Caribbean fever, planter’s punch, rocks for the dolls. Peach pleasure, tequila sunrise, margarita, Pina coloda, sunset, caipirnha. Coco colada, slippery dick, the hammer, Gimlet, sweet nips, tequila slammer. Passona orange, passona lime, sex on the beach, Orange blossom, lime blossom. Passionate peach. Gin fiz, Cuba libre, Roby Roy, Black lagoon, black Russian, beach buoy. Fight fiesta, stinger rum cocktail, side car, Negroni, pink elephant, brandy lime shot from the bar. Mohjito, long island iced tea, whiskey sour, Renaissance merlot, vina tarapoca chardonnay. All these heady concoction, Many of them and lots of action. The science of achohol blending, of the art of mixology, All these to the tipper is fun and to do with a smooth tripology!!!!!!!!


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How Many Times

How many times does God forgive,
Again and again, please just live,
How many times, can you fall down,
Over and over, you’ll be found,
How many times will I just pray,
For all your pain to go away,

For you were once my dearest friend,
In my heart your presence ends.

How many days go quickly bye,
How many birds sing when they cry,
How many cherubs fight for you,
How many angels dance the blues,

How many demons tried to take,
How many stripes for our mistakes,
How many times could I confess,
I never loved you any less
I never loved you any less.


How many times does God forgive,
Again and again, please just live,
How many times, can you fall down
Over and over, you’ll be found’
how many times will I just pray,
for all your pain to go away,

For you were once my dearest friend,
In my heart your presence ends.


By: Sabina Nicole
Written: For DRS


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Not Your Fight

Dragging, lagging down this road,
Many things I was never told,
Stumble, tumble to the ground,
Looked up and saw no one was around,
Scraped and bruised... on both knees,
Begging for this disease to seize,
One more breath before I break,
When suddenly I realize You died for my sake,

When I can’t seem to find the words to say,
To cancel out these feelings of dismay,
When all I’ve seen was equivalent to shame,
And tornados wipe right through the pain,
When water washes the frailty and dishonor,
And most thought I was just a goner,
Your whispers penetrate my night,
 Speaking out “this is not your fight”
“ I died to fill your life with might”

Holes in souls are hard to bare,
Especially when your scars are there,
Hearts that plead to overflow,
Sometimes bleed and cannot let go,
But through the madness and through the times,
There is only one name that comes to my mind,
Nails that sacrificed for our greater good,
Can relate to my deaths even if He was misunderstood,

When I can’t seem to find the words to say,
To cancel out these feelings of dismay,
When all I’ve seen was equivalent to shame,
And tornados wipe right through the pain,
When water washes the frailty and dishonor,
And most thought I was just a goner,
Your whispers penetrate my night,
Speaking out “this is not your fight”
This is not your fight,
This is not your fight.

BY: 
Sabina Nicole


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Jayne Taylor's The Star

Twinkle, twinkle little star-
How I wonder if you are.
So many light-years far away,
Are you still out there today?
Did you go nova little star?
How I wonder if you still are.


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Music

Music, music, it’s in the air,
Here is a list of what I hear:

A B C D E F G
(1 e & a) (1 2 3)

Rhythm, beat, timing, and tempo,
Fermata, rest, and accelerando,

Forte, piano, half, and whole,
Quarter, dotted, and staccato,

Sharp, flat, and natural, too,
4/4, 3/4, 6/8, and 2/2,

Measure, scale, and arpeggio,
Chord, seventh, and legato,

Major, minor, and decrescendo,
Crescendo, seventh, and ritardando,

Staff, spaces, lines, and strings,
Sixteenth, in-tune, and fingering,

Woodwind, brass, position, and trill,
Treble, bass, mellow, and shrill,

Percussion, composer, style, and key,
Quickly, lively, somber, and freely,

Triplet, tone, tied, and up-beat,
Pick-up, slur, eight, and down-beat.

You may hear music here and there,
But I hear music everywhere.


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Song of Hope

You sing it loud and I sing along
We sing a song of hope, our hopeful song
You and your words get me through the day
The lyrics and beat know just what to say
Saying we all have our worries and need not
That at least there's two things that we got
We got our lives and we got this to sing
We got voices and music to bring!
Bring on the wonderful feeling
Bring on the gift of melody
Lets sing of the truth with our tongues
Lets sing this song at the top our lungs!
And as long as I can sing, you know I will
Nothing says anything more better or real
And no matter what terrible endeavor
Your song of hope holds hope forever


November 2009
The 2 songs that inspired this:
Song of Hope - Robbie Seay band
Worries - Langhorne Slim


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Lets Dance

Lets Dance


A slow song is playing and we get up to dance
We gel as one, like in a trance

Our bodies so close, our hearts skip a beat
The feeling of warmth, forever to keep

Two bodies sway smooth, slow, as one
He whispers in my ear, I love you hun

Our eyes meet as I give him a kiss
Slow dancing our moves in pure bliss

He holds me close as the song comes to an end
I whisper into his ear, till the next song my friend


Written by:  Debra Falgout
September 21, 2012


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It's Time I was Moving On

Sad news today, February 6th in our year 2011
To "The Great Gig in the Sky" sell out in Heaven

My favourite blues rock guitarist, Mr Irish Gary Moore
Joins the "Midnight Blues, "Too Tired" no more will he tour

At fourteen years of age he received his first guitar
Like many budding rockers aspirations to be a rock star

The Beatles, Elvis Presley and the amazing Albert King
Heavily influenced this left hander, who made his right hand sing

As he grew past his teens, the genre he'd enter would mean
The likes of John Mayall's Bluesbreakers and Hendrix, now he's seen

Blues Rock it was to be, when Peter Green caught his ear
If you grew up with this maestro, you'll know his career

It started way back, way back in 1969
Skid Row, from Dublin he joined, as the music industry would find

This is where his association began, with Lynott, bassist extraordinaire
Many nights sharing the blues, this two Irishmen would share

His solo career just grew and grew, then into Thin Lizzy he would blend
Sharing the Black Rose stage with Phil his Irish friend

The blues became his life, with two Albert's who'd share his stage
Guesting with his 'Midnight Blues Band' many a jam they would engage

I now close my humble tribute, for he'll always be in my heart
On this day in Estepona, Spain, my hero in final depart












http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/music-5.php


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The song

Hear the song she plays night after night
Willing it calling you to make peace or fight

You hear the song calling on all
whether it weak or strong, you hear the call

calling the willing and unwilling
The song she is sure to sing

Listen true
It will catch you

How its interpreted is how you hear
The song she sings with a tear


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A voice

A voice makes noise 
when it annoys.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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Il Ne Suffit Pas

IL NE SUFFIT PAS  (IT IS NOT ENOUGH)


Il ne suffit pas de te pardonner.

     (It is not enough to forgive you)

Il ne suffit pas de me pardonner.

     (It is not enough to forgive me)

Parce que tu m’as trompé.

     (Because you cheated on me)

Parce que je t’ai trompé.

     (Because I cheated on you)

Tous les deux, nous nous sommes trompés.

     (Both of us, we made mistakes)

Alors, il faut se pardonner.

     (Therefore we must forgive each other)

 

Il ne suffit pas de t’excuser.

     (It is not enough to excuse you)

Il ne suffit pas de m’excuser.

     (It is not enough to excuse me)

Ça ne sert à rien de t’accuser.

     (It doesn't accomplish anything to accuse you)

Ça ne sert à rien de m’accuser.

      (It doesn't accomplish anything to accuse me)

Il y a de quoi de nous accuser.

      (There is reason to accuse us both)

Ça vaut mieux de nous excuser.

      (It's better to excuse us both)

 

Il ne suffit pas de dire «je t’aime».

     (It's not enough to say "I love you")

Il ne suffit pas de dire «tu m’aimes».

     (It's not enough to say "you love me")

Il faut continuer de se pardonner

      (We must continue to forgive each other)

Et s’empêcher de s’accuser.

      (And restrain ourselves from accusing each other)

Tous les deux, nous nous sommes trompés.

      (Both of us, we made mistakes)

Mais quand même il faut qu’on s’aime.

       (However, we must love each other)


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The Deadly Dart

Wherever I go through out my whole life,
I end up struggling with lots of strife.
Thinking that my life is a total waste,
Wanting it to be over in a haste.

I can feel the pain inside my own heart,
Like someone through at my a deadly dart.
The wound is easing deeper and deeper,
Will the pain ever stop getting bigger?

Feeling emo is never a good thing,
Cutting your arm makes a really bad sting.
Blood is dripping from my arms and my heart,
Failing to dodge the largest deadly dart.

Drowning in all the lies and self pity,
I live each day but always feel sh*tty.
I have lots of thoughts about suicide,
But then I think about those who have died.

Those who have died not just from suicide,
But also those who are really nice guys.
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...
...This "poem" was actually suppose to be a couplet (on any thing you want) for my english 
class but i made this kind bcuz i was feeling emo that day...and also after i was done i read it 
over and it almost sound like a rap song which, i guess, is kinda funny and cool.........


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Sherry, The One That Got Away

Sherry, The One That Got Away By Rick Rucker Sherry was the one that got away, I remember her to this very day, She was quite a winsome lass, I was far below her class, Her brother was a friend of mine, I first met his sister, with a smile of Sunshine! I went to his house to swim in his pool, There, I made myself the perfect fool! I was drying off, and standing there, When out walked Venus, with raven hair! I was not merely tongue tied, Had I not averted my eyes, I might have died! Just then, my heart suddenly stopped, But for paralysis, I would have dropped! Understand that I was shy, Too afraid to talk to her, I won’t lie! Just to make matters worse, A song came out, to add to my curse, Frankie Valli sang a song, To, my embarrassment, prolong, The title was graced with her name, It made feel even more lame, A line of the song asked her on a date, To never have the courage to do that was my fate! I had a rich fantasy life, In it, she starred as my wife, We were so much in love, Birds serenaded us from above! I imagined we had little need of clothes, Writhing together, we would curl our toes, Finally the balance of the Universe I had to restore, I could not take it anymore! I began to think like Machiavelli, All because of Frankie Valli! With her brother, I did pick a fight, So that I could sleep at night, So that I would see her never more, In time, my heart became less sore. In time, I learned to be more assertive, Not merely giving girls glances, furtive, I even fell in love and married, But, sometimes at night, my thoughts tarried, On the memory of that lovely girl, Who, among the swine, she was a pearl. Whenever I read about two people, married forever, I kick myself for lack of guts I never, Asked Sherry on a date, Therefore could not become her mate, I do not know what might have been, Had I not been the most timid of young men. I hope she has had a wonderful life, I did, and a terrific wife, But still I sometimes hear that song, And instantly, I know that I did wrong!


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I Sing A Sad Song

I sing a sad song for the cold, lonely
Moments no one will admit to aloud.

I sing a sad song for all of the broken promises
Made with thoughtless illusions.

I sing a sad song for the faces pressing
Against the window panes in longing.

I sing a sad song for wild anticipation
Of days with happy endings that never come.

I sing a sad song for the telephone
that never rings enough.

I sing a sad song for all of those who
Waste time singing sad songs...

Like you and
Me!


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23 TO GO

I wake up to the radio, the cops have this suspect on the run who dives out of my speaker and is brandishing a gun. He jumps off of my balcony but before he hits the ground becomes the victim of a drive by that is going down. I open up a coffee can, I'm needing some caffeine when out jumps illegal aliens who run fleeing from the scene. They dive into a mailbox where agents for the CDC are investigating some anthrax conspiracy. Welcome to America the all day non-stop culture show I've been up an hour now, only 23 to go. The suicidal mullah and the martyr fission guard are fencing with the fuel rods of the Babylon Jihad. All the foam fanged infidels and with their bottle rocket brains start launching their scenarios for a nuclear exchange. Out on the worried boulevard nervous heads explode from all the terror elevated pressure overloads. It starts a circus stampede of the psychotropic hoard who rush down to the pharmacy for the Prozac smorgasbord. Welcome to America the all day non-stop culture show I've been up an hour now, only 23 to go.


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I Sing A Sad Song

I Sing A Sad Song
I sing a sad song for the cold, lonely
Moments no one will admit to aloud.

I sing a sad song for all of the broken promises
Wrought by circumstances beyond anyone's control.

I sing a sad song for the faces pressing
Against the window panes in longing.

I sing a sad song for wild anticipation
Of days that never come.

I sing a sad song for the telephone
That never rings enough.

I sing a sad song for dreams woven of
Hopeless illusions.

I sing a sad song for all of those who
Waste time, singing sad songs!


Cynthia


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No Superhero

I believe in love, 
Not in you

You've hurt a lot of people
That's something no superhero would do

Wimpy attempts prove one thing
You're desire for my love has no honesty

Did your time
Escaped your grind

Whatever is left behind
A toy maker can fix and polish to shine


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Fill the Empty Sky

I’ve been sleeping on the clouds down in dumps Blanket of roses that is watered of my tears Swaying on a wind that plays the song of my heart And the song of the stars, the symphony, is tearing me apart. They say there is a time to heal a broken heart To wipe the tears and ease the pain that hurting me inside I just walk on the rainbow and yet the color has faded I will fill the empty sky of the memories that you left behind And when the morning comes I face the rising sun To fill the empty sky of love and smile lots of fun I fill the empty sky as the way I heal my wounded heart In my life you are just a part of the pieces of my heart. Michael Falotico’s How to Fix a Broken Heart Written by : Cheryl Aldea


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Finally A Song About The Things No One Seems To Care About

A great man once said "Stop and Go" 
But now it's time to show

What I've got to give this world
Before I go I need this girl.

Seems so cliche, but it makes
Me scream, and then break.

Is this o.k? Why do I bother?
Because this is what i'm fatherin' 

I don't need grammer to express
My farther plans to un-depress

You may know me to be 'unreal'
But, I just want you to feel, you feel?

Question what you can, cause your free to
Bring back the beat so I can tell all you
   (I need no chorus)

End rhyme don't match my words
No time- this time- my time, you heard?

Repeat myself to remind you again
But, I forget the nationality to defend

I'll help you get away- does it sting?
I bet it makes your ears ring

They can try to break us down, right?
They can't do anything about the fights

Riot will awake and my rhymes will be lost
The only true thing I would pay the cost

It's time for the world to change again
"Republic just doesn't cut it" you say?

I'm ready for a new dawn now
The dusk is upon us- a new crown
   (And by the way: I don't need no chorus)


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Soul of an Eagle, Life of a Dancer

The way he moves, like he’s floating on wings,
Dancing in beat to the song that he sings;

Dipping down, then up again fast,
A dance like his goes on, unsurpassed;

He spins to the left and then to the right,
Listen closely to the beautiful song he recites;

“Ya hey-ya hey-ya”  he chants to the beat of the drums,
One by one the crowd is awed and one by one succumbs;

To the spell that his slow movements have cast,
Till they have no perception of time that has passed;

His deliberate actions tell of his tale,
Of how one day he will prevail;

And soar with the beings up in the sky,
And then to the heavens he will fly!

~Honorable Mention in the "Fill in the Blanks" Contest by Paula Swanson~


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Lyrics contest

“Through this world I’ve stumbled
So many times betrayed
Trying to find an honest word
To find the truth enslaved
Oh you speak to me in riddles and
You speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath
You words keep me alive”
	
I know these feeling, I’ve lived them well
In a world WHERE I could never tell,
I was once captured, they held me down
For many years I thought I’d never be found
Betrayal birthed roots that PRODUCED bad fruit
Denial hid behind smiles that bread life trials
But a burning hope, and flickering light
Lived inside, I just needed it to ignite
Perfect love, the only cure
To give me new wings and make me sore
I now can be still in words that are true
Unraveled deception, a restful view
Your words are serene, killing off the machine
I am embracing a life that I’ve never seen. 

Sarah Mclachlan - Possession lyrics


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Lacy

Lovely lacy writes what she knows
Her angelic voice continually flows
Reaching from past pain, darkness and despair
Restoring others faith with lyrics that are quite rare
Forgiveness and mercy dances on the stage
As the destiny healer writes with prophetic sage
Metal of angels, psalms of the redeemed
When delicate matters are uttered they just glisten and glean
Atmosphere changers
Silences all strangers
Environment alterations
With Warmth and supplication
Radiating spiritual peace
While chaining former raging beasts
Gifts of sunrises echo through
All this  woman seems to do.

Band "Flyleaf"