I was once a little twig with dreams of being a mighty tree
So people would come from all around just to look at me
As the years started to come and go I fell in love with the wind
I would open myself big and wide swaying to the music of my friend
My rings became many and my bark was as red as red could be
Then the day finally came I was the tallest of the tallest trees
I stood tall and I stood proud and everyone knew my name
As my rings continued recording my destiny to fame
Then the fateful day it came my friend and I had a fight
Looking back I can't recall who was wrong or right
I said, "You are but the wind something people can't even see"
" And I'm the king of them all the tallest of the tallest trees"
That night the wind started to howl she really started to blow
And I the tallest of all the trees learned we reap what we sow
My roots struggled to hold on tight but without a soul around
She who had been my dearest friend knocked me to the ground
The loggers came and cut me up then shipped me away
To my soul that truly was a sad and lonely day
Torn from all I knew and loved wishing I didn't have to feel
I was cut into boards and post down at the local mill
Now I'm back here at home just a few feet away
From where my friend the wind and I used to dance and play
I'm the deck on which you stand I lay below your feet
There is a bench made of me would you care to have a seat
Sometimes in life our roles change just take a look at me
The trick is no matter who are what you are be all you can be
See I was once a little twig who became a mighty tree
And now I'm a redwood deck as proud as proud can be
And of my friend the wind she visits me everyday
So I can thank her once again for helping me find my way
I've been here since quarter past two
I've thought of nought else but you
I just want the chance to see
If this could work for you and me
When i'm with you i always smile
For you i'd walk the extra mile
Finding words to say is hard
I'm scared of letting down my guard
Just to show you i'd change my ways
I'll stop all habits in just one day
I'm fed up with living in the unknown
Lying in bed feeling so alone
I understand if you don't want the same
I will be the only one to blame
For letting you steal my heart
And using the chance to tear it apart.
Men of substance
I implore you
Come gather around me
I have no ears with which to judge you
Allow your ideas to resonate
Vibrate within my core
Bounce from my surface
Come to life
I was formed for a Holy purpose
Placed in this room
Enclosed within these walls
A host for your imaginations
A silent witness to community
Men of substance
Think each others thoughts
Breathe spiritual breath
Allow me to be your Altar
Join your hands
Bow your heads
Blessed and courages
I am your silent witness
Made for this time
For this purpose
I welcome you
My honored guests
Yamaha impressed me the first time I laid eyes on her glistening blond maple wood, her stylish body details, her long fretted mother-of-pearl inlay; lobed with golden keys. Her voice called to me the first time I held her in my arms. I strummed her six strings slowly in the key of G, then moved softly to D and C. All the while, I searched earnestly for her purity in sound quality and style. She was not the most beautiful in the showroom. But oh yes! She did flatter me with her musical presence. She was beautiful to me! I knew from that moment on she would be mine for eternity.
Within the hour, I took her home to meet the family. She was shy on the journey, not making a sound; perhaps due to this being her first automobile ride or simply wanting to see a world she was now a part of. Yamaha was cased in alligator leather, a brown dressing which was stylish for the day. We were both nervous as we arrived and got out of the car. My strong caressing grip on her handle assured her she wouldn’t fall and it would be alright. She knew it would be alright as I smiled at her.
I opened the door, allowing her to enter first. When in the living room, I called to everyone to come meet the newest member of the family. Dad was taken by her simple yet elegant beauty and style. Mom touched her first and she was most pleased. At that moment I realized the importance of first impressions as Mom marveled at how pretty she was. I sat down in the best chair in the living room while Mom listed to Yamaha talk and I sang a popular country love song. I was pleased with the family acquaintance to Yamaha. It was evident she had become a part of the family.
The first few weeks, I couldn’t keep Yamaha out of my arms. I longed to be with her every minute of the day. In my eye, she made me smile by just gazing upon her. I fumbled with her in those beginning days. She ignored my elementary attempts at refinery and permitted me the time to catch up to her mastery rather than bow down to my level. Like any two lovers, both must reach to the need of the other. Only then is love truly in harmony.
Today, Yamaha is not the young glistening blond I held in my arms some thirty years removed. Her wood has been scared by my love to play her. She has received countless face lifts which cover her tainted mother-of-pearl. Her brown leather case dress stands in need of a seamstress care. But as with all things having been learned through love, we now make beautiful music together. She is my treasure, a light into my soul's well. She amplifies my inner being. As I perform, she is glorified. We have grown old together,and gotten better in time. I still hold her in my arms day by day as this lover has risen to her grace and expectations. She is my treasure for a life time.
Here's sumthing I kinda find funny
All these friends around really don't know me
everyone has a reflection here of
Stay outa my image if you can't look in the mirror
Now you can go with this or that
Whatever you choose, passion is where it is at
I will never gyrate to accomodate
as of this date i can and will be someone you hate
I thought this was a two way conversation
I'm just saying............ I see your lips moving but I don't feel nothing but a breeze
I could see your body language had nothing to comment
and this my friend i peeped on you with ease.
We've been weighing on my mind.
I'm sorry for my conflicting ways.
I have many layers to my emotions,
some I choose to listen to which end up betraying me.
I was disheveled, when you walked into
my story when things were extremely stormy.
The smile & laugh, which had quit eluded me,
came floating back within me.
It made me smile to know someone could still bring them back
That maze of which we spoke,
has many winding ways.
Way which lead to many places,
which most people do not stay.
Somehow though, I don't know why,
there is no spark within me.
We do, however, have a key,
the key to smiles & laughter.
After we began to talk I could see how you began to shine.
The many smiles, in that small time, should not become history,
for our friendship could be something great, but now is rather grey.
I understand if you decide
to leave our laughs and friendship behind.
Just do not leave me in the dark, to try and solve the mystery.
Lord God, send us Your Divine and Moral Virtues to assist people
Faith, to deeply understand and produce evidence to the unseen
Impart Hope to be determined and persevere successfully
For persons to consider a little generosity to Charity
To present Prudence by being careful
For untruthfulness to bring into Justice
Give fortitude for lawmakers and government officials to be strong
Bring in Temperance to exercise Patience and Tolerance
We ask these in the name of Father Christ Jesus to send out the Virtues of the Holy Spirit
- And -
The Earth's surface
And to all
With redeeming life
Cause for freedom
To set Thee free....
My heart says, "It must be now"
My mind says, "Why is this not sparking?"
so that is why I'm writing.
When we are together I forget anyone else is there.
But somehow, there is no flare shared.
"Why? Why?" I ask myself.
I tried to understand it, and it seems I've caused a mess,
for our contact continues to digress and digress.
There's still a soft spot in my heart for you,
In what way? I wish I knew.
I'm oh so filled with sorrow
am I to be forgotten?
I hope we can meet again
to attain a strong friendship.
I am a monkey
Of distention, but
A monkey just the same
While hanging out
At the MONKEY YMCA
I am having profound thought's
Not to be truly centered
As a Monkey though
My life is pretty much
Concerning these matter's
The World is a jungle
And I don't know who is
Coming to dinner
If actually, I am dinner
Some dumb alligator
Or snake or two
May come by
For a snack,
So, I must really stay active
If I don't stay active
Then my future
Is pretty much assured
If you put your mind
Into the head of a monkkey
Then, what can a Monkkey do