London,
a great house standing by
a long water,
bathed by a golden sun
behind the closed doors
of the eastern clouds
that send stuttering rains
even on the hearth of summer
to salute all that pass
the kennels of the
city once they have legitimate
travel passes that will elevate
them high enough to see
the Big Ben -
a timely invention
chiming and tolling,
to remind us of our
immigrating hearts.
That kid at eleven before his first kiss
is the kid that I really, really miss.
Every kid thereafter
was more tears than laughter,
molding the world-weary cynic that this old man now is.
"Oh beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain."
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Tales from ancestral lore decree
How journeys prompt discovery.
Evolving visions, sacred themes,
Beckoned onward those hopes and dreams:
One land became that promised place
Undaunted seekers could embrace -
No plight would prove too burdensome
That might deny wayfarers from
Immigrating to obtain
Freedoms that they could thus sustain.
Unbowed by struggles they would face
Long suffered souls these tests embraced;
Long wandered wards from tumults fought
Advancing quests for futures sought.
Now, praise their spirit rightly famed -
Defend those rights so nobly gained.
Gaia is radically interdependent Earth,
CoCreator of paradise
and pandemics,
of safe drinking water
and healthy fertile soil,
S/He does not faint
or grow weary;
His Yang Heaven raining
manna understanding
is also wellness watering
Her Yintegral Earth
rebirthing
inscrutably dense compassionate soil.
S/He gives cooperatively owned power
to those poor
in humane natural Spirit,
and transparently enlightened strength
to those uncompetitively powerless
Victims immigrating
in this Great UnRaveling Exodus
from high risk inhumane enslavement
to royal profits,
Prophets now trending toward traumatic
right wing rabid distortion,
trumpeting EarthTribe overtures
to understated extinction.
Aliens have recently taken over my mind
They're a friendly lot, they are
Obsessed by the pretty women we have
And the love of our fancy cars
They say they're thinking of immigrating
Warned them it's not a bed of roses
Got a bunch of yahoos running the show
Amazing the problems it poses
Many of us live in the lap of luxury
Others don't have enough to eat
Power trips are the crux of our problems
We must have servants at our feet
So the choice is yours, my alien friends
Don't know what it's like back home
Might think of checking out other planets
This ain't the best one known
Power's purpose is shared authority
within a responsive range
of freedom with other responsible neighbors
other reasonable,
non-paranoid,
non-egocentric,
non-violent people
other well-fed and watered animals
other nurturing root systems
empowered by other nutritional generations now past
our future integrity potential
power of Here/Now co-authority.
And with each authoritative eco-mission
steps responsible passion
co-responsive left foot, then right,
left...
slow revolutionary emigrating eco-normic-logic
with immigrating ego responses
to what travels between free authority to speak
and bonded responsibility to listen
As issues prioritize
spawn and nurture
double-binding patriarchal missions
with matriarchal passion
wombing EarthTribe re-issues,
challenges for yet unbalanced integrity
of positive/negative energy
Health of all remaining sacred generations
now with burning and decaying secular regenerations
of EarthTribe power's co-responsible passions
Especially gratitude for ego's homeless distress
Authority to raise
and nourish
Eco's responsive nest.
Up and away we are
In v’ formation
The stronger are our flight path
The mercury on it's all time lowest
On the thermometer
We lost so many friends along the way
Flying in close situations
Immigrating brings good vibrations
No matter what the weather
We are Swallows Forever
We are bathing in the sun
High above on a wire
If I say that we don't have fun
Then you know I am a liar
Because when we cruise through the sky
Then you will wish you could fly
We sneak past the bird watchers
But they always recognise our call
We pull off a disappearing act in the fall
So that we don't lurk too long
To be a stuffed up trophy
On some hunter's Wall
We are Swallows Forever
No matter what the weather
Aliens have recently taken over my mind
They're a friendly lot, they are
Obsessed by the pretty women we have
And the love of our fancy cars
They say they're thinking of immigrating
Warned them it's not a bed of roses
Got a bunch of yahoos running the show
Amazing the problems it poses
Many of us live in the lap of luxury
Others don't have enough to eat
Power trips are the crux of our problems
We must have servants at our feet
So the choice is yours my alien friends
Don't know what it's like back home
Might think of checking out other planets
This ain't the best one known
Aliens have recently taken over my mind
They're a friendly lot, they are
Obsessed by the pretty women we have
And the love of our fancy cars
They say they're thinking of immigrating
Warned them it's not a bed of roses
Got a bunch of yahoos running the show
Amazing the problems it poses
Many of us live in the lap of luxury
Others don't have enough to eat
Power trips are the crux of our problem
We must have servants at our feet
So the choice is yours my alien friends
Don't know what it's like back home
Might think of checking out other planets
This is not the best one known
The hands grabbing you tightly will never go unlock
the thoughts of losing you, liquefy the reasons of my living
my competitions of your love has strengthen
but my heart’s stamina's now much more than that of
immigrating birds, flying through thousands of miles.
I’m alive solely to cast my existence
under the shadow of your happiness.
I’ve grown to be able to see through
the little window of your inside world
even when covered with heavily painted curtains.
I’m learned just to perfect the act of treating you right
and I was born to passionately take good care of you.
The free gravitational pull from the gigantic water fall
dignifies pleasure to combat risk, hands down.
Sitting on the already moving roller coaster
despite being dynamic on uniquely thin ropes,
create risky uncertainties, galvanizing the enjoyment.
Such is the power of your love, scanned out of your heart.
A soul I’ve found, a heart I’ve captured
and such a lovely body I’ve personally trade-marked
confined into one being is a treasure I will never let go.
Why you seem sad?
How is for this moon to sadden?
Why pearls pour down from your eyes?
As the raindrops
What is the secret?
What is the matter?
What is the avail of sadness?
And we are hanging in ropes of the sin
And between rope and gallows
An orphan friendship
And between me and you
A new world
Between my eyelash and tears
Painful memories
My lady!
Between city and city
Long distances
Thousand barriers
Thousand souls immigrating
Thousand temples
Thousand priests
Thousand knights
Thousand nights
Thousand devils
And between heart and heart
Farness and yearning
Thousand mercies
Thousand pulses
Thousand love
Thousand addresses
Thousand words
Thousand lies
Thousand candles
And between eye and eye
Hidden Language and dialogues
Thousand tears
Thousand roses
Thousand tones
Thousand winks
Thousand whispers
Thousand touches
Thousand kisses
But between soul and body
One life.............One life.....
Honey!
Who turns off this world?
And makes my destiny between your hands
If you are a part of my dreams
I will never dream
You are all dreams
These are my heart windows
Are opened for scepter
Are opened for love and dreams
And the dreams are crying every year
Oh. the virgin!
How the dreams cry?
How the foam of the sea and shy sands cry?
And the gulls are immigrating every year
Are your eyes similar to lilies?
Who turns off the world?
And plants a candle over rainbow
To live in a world of illusion
Faraway from the purple?
What a wonderful day it was
When no one was watching the stars but us
Holding hands under the shiny sky
Watching the stars in each others eyes
You made me love my life
I even wanted to become your wife
You became the reason of my happiness
You got me out of all my stress
But important things took you away
You said it won’t take you more than a few days
Please, do hurry and come back my dear
Cause these days are passing like years
Telling my secrets to the rain
Telling without him I'm going insane
Sending letters with birds that are immigrating
Sending kisses with spring’s soft wind
Tell him stars how much I want to be with him
Tell him about him are all my dreams
Guard him angels from any harm and enemy
You know how much he means to me
Tell me moon how is he doing?
Is he happy or in need of anything?
Bring me his news every night
Don’t let me sleep feeling not all right
Let me know sun when he comes home
I'm sick of being all alone
Wake me up with a beam
Then let me tell how much I've missed him