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Beast and Angel in the Flame
It will take more than religion to save you
More than the word of God to ignite you
More than thought to give you direction
More than study to give you conviction
And faith in the mountain will not help you
Belief in a path cannot guide you
Your moral decisions will only drown you
Until you wake up
When nothing but your own mirror calls you
And nothing but your own heart inflames you
All the passion in the world
Will remain nothing more than a shadow
When one day realization beckons you
With its delicate finger of remembrance
Makes you kneel at the foot of acceptance
And kiss the feet of who you are
When the doors of your judgment crumble
before the power of your desire
All the boundaries you have set
Will vanish in the needing want of fire
You will stand naked before another person
All your heart, your body, your spirit left; open
When gratitude and release floods every vein
Just to know you are human; again
All the same, all the same; we are all the same
In pleasure and in pain
We are all the same
Beast and Angel in the flame
And when life washes through you
In pain and pleasure for you
When you stand on this brink and it encompasses you
In a single name
Then lift your head in surrender
Raise your eyes in strength
All that you are in one second remember
Without you I am nothing
And I stand before you with belief
I hold you bound with a power higher than common love
Naked
Drawn to each other by a force greater than the both of us
And the vicious and the crack where the light pours in
And the supplicant and in the wine taste of beyond relief
I am saved
By the you beyond love
It will take more than a moral to save you
More than the words of a poet to ignite you
More than institution to give you direction
More than faith to give you religion
And trust in the law will not help you
Belief in justice will not lead you
Such moral decisions will only befool you
Until you wake up
When nothing but your own mirror calls you
And nothing but your own heart inflames you
All the passion in the world
Will remain nothing more than an unknown shadow
All the same, all the same; we are all the same
In pleasure and in pain
We are all the same
Angel and Beast in the flame
Bowing humbly, before "The Father of Light!"
That I could gather in, the four corners of the earths wind
To spread them out as a garment, before their vision
As the stars within the firmament, across the night skies
Transcending, this place and time....
These billowing clouds, that have showered these eyes!
While I stand upon eternities edge
Looking across this chasm, and down, into the valley below
The piteous pangs of reverberating echoes, wistfully crying
Pleading with Heavens, heart and soul
To release their spirits, from this anguish inside
This house of torment, that has marked their lives....
My outstretched hands, beckoning to the four winds
To gather them in, before the end of days, forever arrives?
My moment, my existence, my breath and my life
Standing, with "Jesus Christ!"
Speaking of tales, into my soul which has crossed
Long ago, this barrier of flesh and bone....
Nothing has changed-it has always been the same
From the days of Cain, unto this moments final edge
Where upon We now stand, facing this wall of tumultuous tides
Blackened curtains, of darkness' forever veiled desires
Permeating, with showers of lightning, amid their approaching plight....
While the 'Children of Promise,' longingly await
These forever breakings, of histories fetters and chains
That have shackled their souls, unto the thorns of fate?
'Heavens Mighty Angels,' forever closing, 'This Book'
That has dissolved within my hands
As the 'Sprinkling of Blood,' trickled, upon my opened palms....
Above this valley, these outstretched arms, 'Nailed to "The Cross"'
Standing with "Christ," and the 'Prophets of "Light!"'
The 'Children of Tomorrow,' now, gathering in these four winds
From the corners of this place-to cast them into their eyes
The eye of the storm, that lies ahead....
Forever extinguishing its fire, within its smoldering ashes, of smoke
Which shall never henceforth, ever, rise again!?
As "The Precious Blood," trickles upon the valley
Of times endless sea of "Souls"
Echoing no more, with sounds of sorrow-'Paradise Restored'
In "The Land of The Living"....
To cast 'This Spear,' into the heart of the shadows, darkened demise!
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{"Bright Light"}
Form:
A beautiful princess all dressed in white
Stands alone in the still of night
A vision of light in a palace of glass
If she takes a step it all may crash
Down, down so she may never get out
From underneath the horrific drought
Her precious soul she tries to save
But what her eyes see is so very grave
Don't move, don't breathe, it's all at stake
Wait, this palace is not real, but fake
It's an illusion of a life her heart dreamed of
That was never blessed from the One above
So how could this be a palace of truth
No, just a dream born of youth
So she stands very still
This place so cold she feels the chill
In the core of her soul
She longs for someone to hold
The picture looks so perfect so pure
But look closer, look at the core
Full of lies and dark deceit
How will she survive the defeat
It's falling, falling all around
She can't bear the twisted sound
Of the crashing walls as they tumble down
Her pretty smile has turned to frown
She rushes out of the dreadful place
Her hands over her weeping face
How foolish she was in her palace of glass
She falls to her knees and prays this will pass
Then a tiny voice inside her soul says "stand tall
Don't look back, step away from it all"
She obeys the voice and walks towards the light
Her heart knowing she has won the fight
Tears stream down her face
She thanks God for His saving grace
Her glass slipper shatters but she does not bleed
Cover me Lord, this she pleads
He brings her to a place of peace
From her palace she is finally released
She stands now with her broken crown
But she is not sad, she does not frown
She glances over her shoulder at the shattered glass
And realizes this too will pass
She feels the warmth of His brilliant light
And she now knows what is right
She thanks the Lord for all His love
As she looks up she sees a white dove
She says goodbye to the emptiness
Finally her soul can rest
Form:
Her heart,
Her heart bled for them all
And yet, she could not reach them
Teach them
Or help them understand
Anything beyond their fear
Sheer
Acts of will power kept her hoping
All the while coping
With the destruction
They would inevitably leave
And still she’d believe
In them, giving them
Another chance
All acts of deepening were met with resistance
That ancient dance
Of false bravado
Wings off of fly’s, they were still being born
And far too many stillborn
Had the hearts of the ancients
They see one dimensional
Seeking the power and the glory
To cover up the inadequacy
To hide their story
From the beginning of time
She is patient
Even in her grief
As heart is ripped out again and again
Love to hatred in a struggle of shame
Verses blame
In the court of Humanity
Their vanity
Sometimes amazed her
Their density almost crazed her
And their obstinace
And choice of circumstance
Puzzled her
The cursing, the fighting, the horror and pain
Is excruciating, as it begins again, and again
But she is too patient
She waits with sweet Breath held
Soft whisperings meld
With the moonlight
Urging them to remember how
To allow
Reconnection
Resurrection.
Even just take the time to
Notice….
Perfection
In each sunset
And sunrise ever seen.
And remember it’s all a dream
Brought to this place
This last hurrah race
To the finished line
Needed was the whole time line
So they could rewrite the script
Some were ready, some were equipped
They’d been evolving for thousands of centuries after all
They were martyred, some, or sealed behind a wall
Yet undaunted returning
In time for the burning
Of witches.
Teardrops in memory served
As the only marker of those times
And words
Cannot convey the pain
Of the betrayal Judas spoke
In her name.
Still she awaits
Never hesitates
In her loving.
If love has chosen you to be a giver who seeks passionate kisses,
and regardless of season, you buy yellow, red and blue roses,
to give to the one who really deserves your charms;
then you should know what a lonely heart desires:
the comprehension of an extraordinary friend,
and the tenderness of that consolable hand!
Have you ever been forgotten by someone, whom you loved to death,
and with the saddest heart you lost hope and belief...
in everything that was unreal and beautiful?
Do you still carry inside your wish that made love tremble
at the touch of loving fingers offering a sincere promise...
when two spell-bound lovers contemplated the sunset fading in bluish hues?
And those moments spent alone are ever drifting with your unbearable blues?
Look back and believe that a similar return can be possible!
What a lonely heart desires is untamed passion and endless fantasy...
brought on by a fondness and sweetness utterly expressed and tenderly felt,
so that those roses that you give to all you conquest, can never wilt!
And radiant, thankful eyes will cherish an unforgettable night,
and not being afraid of the shadows that encourage intimacy;
being alone, as if only two people existed,and loving under the moonlight!
Have you put off another dream...the dream that was dreamt too quickly;
then unexpectedly you gave it up by a difficult choice that time couldn't freeze?
If that it hasn't died and you feel the strongest emotion inside, chase it again:
until you grab it and sweetly possess it like the splendor of dawn!
And after destiny paves your way with joy and happiness...realize
how one must merit love to want what a lonely heart desires,
to anxiously wait before it turns into a fire that can only be put out by tears;
many will be deluded, but you'll be the lucky one to own it eternally!
Some say love,it is a river; that leaves your soul to bleed.
It is a hunger,an ever taking need.
The faith in love one must understand.
But no one really does.
It is of pain and hurt it causes but in the end sorrow becomes.
It is that of trust we build,only to be tore down.
It is that of never ending thinking.
Rather one is cheating?
Rather they love you the way you do them?
Faith in love is like your partner behind you to catch you if you fall.
Depending on if they think they can't hold the weight of this only to let you hit the ground.
Faith is many things as love is.
It takes a lot showing to believe that one must be one of these.
To love one takes faith to give your heart.
But to have faith, seeing is believing.
We can always tell ourselves that something is true.
But only to be decieved.
Faith is hard to come by because of the let downs we have had in life.
Even though love still remains, it is harded yet.
For many we trust only to find they were not trust worthy.
Those you call friends are the ones to stab you quickly in the end.
Those that claim to be there for you are only for themselves.
So be careful and guard your heart because those you think want
hurt you are likely to do so.
Sometimes its not that they meant to but other times,it is just to fill their own needs
that they do this.
Its being thoughtless of others,especially the ones close to them.
That as long as they meet their pleasures,yours is only second shelf.
So mind you,think of yourself to avoid the hurts of others.
Because its in your heart that matters but don't always believe.
Because sometimes,dreams do not come true.
And that's the disappointment when it comes to faith and love.
Once again the Supreme Player has dealt the unfortunate card
From the famine in my lands
To the quakes in Haiti, and the other parts
Then the floods in Australia
Now the quake in Japan
I wonder what to make of these times
In the meantime, I’m just gonna be glad to be alive
And send my heart to those who survived
Sorry for the greatest loss of your time
My kind and I will each lend a hand in kind
Continue to see yourself as worthy in the eyes of your creator
For such are the shortcomings of nature
Even we human beings who’re meant to be better,
...always falter
Even the machines we make with our acute intelligence,
...always have their failures
It’s not time to point fingers of blame
It’s time to offer tonnes of help
Even he who has help worth only a feather’s weight
Will find his place in the plaque of gratitude
...For helping restore the better days
The past is what was
The present is the gift we’ve been waiting for
We must now make profit of the achievements we harnessed in yester days
For today is for the purpose of manufacturing a better day
It is so hard to move forward while fixated with the scenery passed
So please to all of us in misfortunes of a kind
Let’s carry on ahead and take from the past
....only the wealth of better lessons and faith
For as sure as one step ahead of the next will make us progress
Tomorrow is sure to erase all the sorrows and regrets
...and all the pains of yester days
Be keen, on your face a better smile to paint
Be keen, in your heart a better feeling to pump
Be keen, in your mind a better lesson to plant
Be keen, in your present a better experience to deserve
Be keen, in your future a better result to forecast
He stares at this work of art when I’m not looking.
I admire his silhouette from a distance.
He wants to say something but doesn’t know how.
Yet my love barely knows of my existence.
I think about the warmth that we could possibly share,
As I live this elegant moment in time.
I can only dream of our bodies harmonizing into one,
Because in reality I understand that he’ll never be mines.
He creates an image inside of his mind,
On what it would feel like to have me near.
And although there is another male contour standing next to me,
I can only dream of his frame and soul standing here.
He fantasizes about taking the place of my companion.
And I willingly join him by taking his hand.
We complete a voyage of eternal love…
…as I’m snapped back into the present by my actual man.
My mate can feel a difference but can’t confront the truth,
That the woman he loves is slowly slipping away.
Her heart is being stolen by the one that she has adored before him,
And this feeling of loss is growing rapidly every day.
She can’t break his heart because she’ll feel selfish,
But in the process I know that I’ll be breaking my own.
And to breakup with someone that truly cares about her,
Would not only be heartless but wrong.
So therefore I can only imagine being with my loves presence,
And my love can only dream of being with me.
We have to live with the fact that we can only adore each other from afar,
Which means that likely we could never, ever be.
The unity of our mind body and soul,
Was the one thing that my heart desired.
Since I have to think of someone else for a change,
The lust and adoration for him would have to burn in the fire.
Sure as the wind blows through the air.
It carries my soul which is locked in life.
It carries across many continents just to get to you.
It sours high as an eagle as it crosses many blue skies.
It is there my eyes have opened this day.
That of my true love that waits my becoming.
It is there I do not sleep as you have filled me with excitement.
It is there my heart is not empty in life.
As you have filled it with your love.
It is there I give praise to my father and lord.
It is there he has giving me my heart back to love you forever more.
I will always be faithful to you my love.
And never forsake as he does the same for us.
It is by his grace and mercy to which we meet.
It just wasn't by accident but by him to which we fell in love.
It is with you I lay all my heart.
That of tears, hurt, pain and sorrow I give to you.
That of happiness and tomorrows I dream.
That with you my life will be fulfilled and never lonely.
But that you will kiss that of my heart and make it stronger.
That we might become one in life instead of two.
As we enjoy each others pleasures as we sweat in joy.
In that of a water that falls.
Not of tears but of us making love of the heart.
As we enjoy each others love forever to where there is no darkness.
But instead, a light that shines from with in us.
That reaches all the way to heavens door.
But most of all, we have to seek no more.
As you and I are as one.
And we share love forever in life.
As it is by his blessing that two becomes one.
As you, I love forever more.
His nose pointed up towards outer space
There was never anything too tough for him to face.
With his head resting happily on a puffy white cloud,
This boy smiled proud and his heart beat was as loud as his chest would allow.
This boy met this girl; they took the subway and vanished into the city.
Nervous at the sight of her; she’s so pretty he thought.
Talking eye to eye, time flew by - he forgot all the negative things about love he was once
taught.
Look how happy this boy was that cold December night,
Their conversations kept them warm while circling around the same block,
Neither of them cared for a clock.
This boy with his new pretty sharing the view of a lit up city skyline – they were lost in
time,
Until the clock suddenly struck nine.
Hand in hand they sat beside each other and conversed awkwardly on the subway.
He collected enough courage and finally asked her if she would like to stay.
Ready to drive her home, he realized that was something he could not do.
The boy may have forgot all the things he was once taught about love,
Just as he lost track of time circling the block and gazing into her eyes-
The boy had lost sight of his keys!
They looked around; keys were nowhere to be found,
They must be forty-five minutes back inbound.
But he didn’t care; he shrugged with a laugh – he lost his keys but his love was found.
They made it home safe and sound.
That crisp December night left his heart pounding faster than it ever used to pound.