Conversations With Hune (Part Two)
does rain fall,
or does the earth rise?
is the moon the mistress of the sun?
do trees mourn when leaves fall?
do mountains dance when the earth is sleeping?
do wars express man's heart?
are they blood sacrifices to man's fears?
are the gods men worship
merely extensions of their selves...
be the self the disease,
or the cure?
does love always demand crucifixion?
and who is it that we crucify?
is the darkness of night
any different than the light of day?
who wrote the book
before there were words?
the more alike we are
the more we hate!
do we worship birth by killing?
are we then fools to define the wind?
much less try to hold it!
hands were made to be open,
yet we always grasp.
we are born to die,
yet we are afraid!
of what?
time itself much like sand...
always shifting,
and hiding footprints!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Song For Life
I never believed that
I would see the rain fall again
At this moment in time-
I upheld the moon in my hands
On the darkest night of the year-
Today the day is at the spring and
The wind is carrying
Dandelion thistles
Through every moment in time-
I believe I see a cardinal
Perched upon the branch of a
Cherry tree alone-
Singing a song of hope and love-
All I can do is weep only because
I know tomorrow
Rain will come down in a deluge and
My tears will only follow…
I remember the day we met- my true love and I - the rain was
Falling hard and I would
Capture the raindrops in my cupped hands and
Wondering if my tears would fall
In this moment in time-
I would uphold the sun in my hands on
The darkest day of my life-
Never let it loose from my grasp because
I believe that love is tenuous as is
A day with sunshine or
A night when the moon is full-
Cardinal, I say,
Sing me an aria about love that
I shall never forget and
Watch me dance in the rain as my tears fall
Into the pond in the midst of the forest-
Love is none but tenuous and
I have lost my love once more and that is why I weep-
Rainy days are plentiful and so like the loss of amity-
Sing with me and perhaps tomorrow the sun shall rise over the mountains and
My love shall return and rain shall never fall again
And my love will never again abandon me-
Sunlight, moonlight and love-fickle as they may be-
Here we are at the spring and everything is blossoming-
My hope, my life and my tears- never ending-
And my song and my new life has just begun-
In my hand I hold a bouquet of dandelions and as their
Thistles are blown about,
I give my tears away-
I never believed I would see rain fall
Again, in this moment in time-
Of course there is so much I never believed would be true and
As I let the elusive sun from my grasp
Disappear behind mountains of madness-
A rainbow on the horizon,
As beautiful as it may be
Is all the hope that tomorrow may bring-
It is the only hope I have for a future so
I continue my journey and my search for
None but sanity and grace to be bestowed upon me-
Nothing is more tenuous than life-
Not love, not sunshine or moonlight-
So I shall hold on to every element of life-
For without a firm grasp upon life-
Love, light and feelings
Could never exist for a moment in time so
Be thankful to be alive and
Dance in the rain and sing in the darkness and
Be thankful for every moment that
You are alive and never let go-
Not for one moment in time-
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Psalm 135
When the wind it blows, it blows from heaven
And the rain falls down from His fountain
And the lightning comes from the hand of God
And His thunder shakes even the mountain
So praise the Lord all ye people
He is the God that created the earth
He created His people to worship Him
Not to fall before idols they serve
Will you serve the trees that grow from the earth?
Will bow down and worship the sun
And has gold and silver captured your heart
Will you wander and never return
You were created to worship and walk with the Lord
And to walk with Him all of your days
That your heart may be full and your joy complete
And you praise Him in all of your ways
poem by Frank McEleny
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A Poem of Tears in the Darkness
Now you've gone away all I can hear is the whispering of blood in my veins
And the loud clamour of tears in the darkness.
I used to be so afraid, so very afraid, that you'd reject my love,
Now I feel the nails pierce my hands and feet
While the soldiers are laughing below as they barter for my clothes.
Did I always know it would end in crucifixion?
I dared to love against the odds and the angry gods are punishing me for my blasphemy.
It's very hard to see things clearly now
And not to blame you for the hurt inside.
I love you so much still, my dear sweet enemy,
But really I should hate you and turn away.
There has been slaughter for less than this,
Blood spilt in anger that cries out from the ground.
How could I ever hate you?
The gods demand a sacrifice.
They are breaking my body like you broke my heart
And a voice proclaims 'You will never escape this sorrow! '
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Some People Worship
Some people worship the fiery sun
And some the crescent moon
Some people worship the stars above
But God I worship you
Some people worship dragons
And some hand carved statues
Some people worship the devil
But God I worship you
You created the heavens above
The earth with color of every hue
Then in your image you made man
God I worship you
Some people worship their president
And some their nation too
Some people worship themselves
But God I worship You!
© by Patricia Bankhead
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How Far
there is a farther hill
a higher mountain, a brighter star
there's a light beyond this darkness
another step, dont know how far
there are wings and poet's dreams
that free and feed the hungry soul
a cross, a tree, a hidden path
that i can feel but cannot hold
there is a justice, a dignity
a place where walls crumble and fall
there's the truth beyond all fears
that comes to one, and comes to all
there is a knowing i cant define
that words cannot contain
a stillness that heals and fills
in the wind and in the rain
there is a time and an end
from which new beginnings are made
form to formless, stone and sand
a time to dance, a time to pray
there is a farther hill
a higher mountain, a brighter star
there's a light beyond this darkness,
another step, just dont know how far!
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Here I Am To Worship
Light of the world
You stepped down into darkness
Opened my eyes let mesee
Beauty that made this heart adore You
Hope of a life spent with You
Here I am to worship
Here I am to bow down
Here I am to say that You're my God
You're altogether lovely
Altogether worthy
Altogether wonderful to me
King of all days
O so highly exalted
Glorious in Heaven above
Humbly You came to the earth You created
All for love's sake became poor
I'll never know how much it cost
To see my sin upon the cross
...Worship You
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I worship You for who You are
I worship You
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I worship You for who You are
song performed by by Israel
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The Great Curve
Sometimes the world has a load of questions
Seems like the world knows nothing at all
The world is near but its out of reach
Some people touch it...but they cant hold on.
She is moving to describe the world
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
She has messages for everyone
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
She is moving by remote control
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
Hands that move her are invisible
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
The world has a way of looking at people
Sometimes it seems that the world is wrong
She loves the world, and all the people in it
She shakes em up when she start to walk.
She is only party human being
Divine, to define, she is moving to define, so say so, so say so
She defines the possibilities
Divine, to define, she is moving to define, so say so, so say so
Holding on for an eternity
Divine, to define, she is moving to define, so say so, so say so
Gone...ending without finishing
Divine, to define, she is moving to define, so say so, so say so
The world moves on a womans hips
The world moves and it swivels and bops
The world moves on a womans hips
The world moves and it bounces and hopsu
A world of light...shes gonna open our eyes up
A world of light...shes gonna open our eyes up
Shes gonna hold/it move/it hold it/move it hold/it move it hold/
It move it
A world of light...shes gonna open out eyes up
She is moving to describe the world
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
She has messages for everyone
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
She is moving by remote control
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
Hands that move her are invisible
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
Divine, to define, she is moving to define, so say so
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
She...has got to move the world...to move the world...to move
The world
A world of light...shes gonna open our eyes up
A world of light...shes gonna open our eyes up
Shes gonna hold/it move/it hold it/move it hold/it move it hold/
It move it
A world of light...shes gonna open out eyes up
Wanna define...so say so, so say so
Divine to define, she is moving to define, so say so, so say so
Night must fall now-darker, darker.
She...has got to move the world...to move the world...to move
The world
song performed by by Talking Heads
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And, Magic!
and so once again,
spring hath violated
the tomb of god,
and brought forth magic!
shadows dance,
seeds are planted.
life bursts through
the frozen casket...
light begins anew,
poets too long slumbered,
cast the webbing from their eyes,
birthing words into being.
thunderstorms, and magic.
the sun carries the hands of time.
summer dares come, wave upon wave,
poets dance naked in the moonlight.
lovers come together,
fission, and creation.
worlds are formed,
history testifies!
wine lusts for the lips,
as flesh for flesh.
the drums beat wildly,
death is but orgasm!
all too soon,
autumn aproaches.
the harvest of desire,
fires built in the night.
hair turns grey,
thoughts lose form.
leaves begin to turn,
and fall, tis magic!
and poets rhyme the turning
of the earth and the sea.
worship the shell shocked earth,
dance in the memory....
then leaves turn brown,
decay, and return.
poets lose their eyesight,
follow the beat of the heart.
the winter chill comes,
barelimbed trees offer prayers...
at the graves of the poets,
marked by fresh fallen snow.
words lost, or engraved forever,
in the coming of spring,
in darkness to light...
what else could it be...
but magic!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Rise N Shine
Dawn wakes the silence,
Of a fainted lullaby
Day breaks the eyelid,
From a song sung in my eye
Night rests in peace,
As the sun mourns the sky
Alls accounted for sheep,
Over a horizons i
Rise, rise n shine
A new day is coming
Rise, rise in time
For everything under the sun
And when you see,
A south wind blow
Forecasting, you will know,
A hot day, will be on the way
(foolish one)
You analyze,
The earth and the sky
I ask you why,
You cant analyze the signs,
Of the present time
I had a dream,
Not unlike the one from old
Of a man king,
Whose head was made of gold
Stand castles of sand
Weather the sundials rise n fall
Chasing wind through your hands,
til water runs dry the well
Dream, daniel, dream
For whats yet to come
See, daniel, see
For everything under the sun
And in the west,
A cloud appears
For shadows of
A coming shower near,
Oh, so near
(hypocrites)
You analyze,
The earth and the sky
I ask you why,
You cant analyze the signs,
Of the present time
Vanity,
Yes, all is vanity
Vanity,
Yes, alls futility
For one that dies,
Anothers born
Where laughters heard,
Comforters mourn
Theres a time for
Everything
A song for love,
Even abhor
An olive branch,
Or winters war
Theres a time for
Everything, under the sun
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Part I: Rise n Shine
Dawn wakes the silence,
Of a fainted lullaby
Day breaks the eyelid,
From a song sung in my eye
Night rests in peace,
As the sun mourns the sky
Alls accounted for sheep,
Over a horizons i
Rise, rise n shine
A new day is coming
Rise, rise in time
For everything under the sun
And when you see,
A south wind blow
Forecasting, you will know,
A hot day, will be on the way
(foolish one)
You analyze,
The earth and the sky
I ask you why,
You cant analyze the signs,
Of the present time
I had a dream,
Not unlike the one from old
Of a man king,
Whose head was made of gold
Stand castles of sand
Weather the sundials rise n fall
Chasing wind through your hands,
til water runs dry the well
Dream, daniel, dream
For whats yet to come
See, daniel, see
For everything under the sun
And in the west,
A cloud appears
For shadows of
A coming shower near,
Oh, so near
(hypocrites)
You analyze,
The earth and the sky
I ask you why,
You cant analyze the signs,
Of the present time
Vanity,
Yes, all is vanity
Vanity,
Yes, alls futility
For one that dies,
Anothers born
Where laughters heard,
Comforters mourn
Theres a time for
Everything
A song for love,
Even abhor
An olive branch,
Or winters war
Theres a time for
Everything, under the sun
song performed by by Extreme
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Nocturne
The earth, still heavy and warm with afternoon,
Dazed by the moon:
The earth, tormented with the moon’s light,
Wandering in the night:
La, La, The moon is a lovely thing to see—
The moon is an agony.
Full moon, moon rise, the old old pain
Of brightness in dilated eyes,
The ache of still
Elbows leaning on the narrow sill,
Of motionless cold hands upon the wet
Marble of the parapet,
Of open eyelids of a child behind
The crooked glimmer of the windown blind,
Of sliding faint remindful squares
Across the lamplight on the rocking-chairs:
Why do we stand so late
Stiff fingers on the moonlit gate?
Why do we stand
To watch so long the fall of moonlight on the sand?
What is it we cannot recall?
Tormented by the moon’s light
The earth turns maundering through the night.
poem by Archibald MacLeish
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If I Fall You're Going Down With Me
Was it the pull of the moon now baby
That led you to my door
You say the night's got you acting crazy
I think it's something more
I've never felt the Earth move honey
Until you shool my tree
Nobody runs from the law now baby
Of love and gravity it pulls you so strong
Baby you gotta hold on
If I fall you're going down with me
You're going down with me baby if I fall
You can't take back every little chill you give me
You're going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah
We're hanging right on the edge now baby
The wind is getting stronger
We're hanging on by a thread now honey
We can't hold on much longer
It's a long way down but it's too late
If I fall you're going down with me
You're going down with me baby if I fall
You can't take back every little chill you give me
You're going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah
Ooh baby I couldn't get any higher
This time I'm willing to dance on the wire
If I fall...If I fall
'Cause if I fall you're going down with me
You're going down with me baby if I fall
You can't take back every little chill you gave me
Your going down wih me babt heart and all
If I fall...If I fall...Ooo yeah
song performed by by Dixie Chicks from Fly
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O What A Climate Today!
o what a climate today!
o where is the sun that squeezed dry my blood into sweat so long?
the day unusually rolls up and sets aside the sparkling quilt of the sun;
and the ashen clouds have spread their thin mats all over the skies
and the cheerful winds on joyful feet spread happiness everywhere
on top of all, as a crowning glory, there is a dreamy rain -
no, i cannot call this rain, or a misty fall, nor a soft drizzle-
it is of dreamy drops, here and there, distanced by long seconds,
and tossed far and wide by the sprinting and sporting wind,
sending shivers of thrill into the streams of blood
and giving birth to spontaneous expressions of ecstasy;
it is a rainless rain, raining joy and dance -
the light is cool and gentle and not hurting;
it is the winds that create the festival of joy
and spray laughter that bubbles up amidst the flowery trees-
o what is the language of the flowers and leaves?
are they one and the same or different?
o how i wish to speak their noiseless language!
today i could venture out into the open even at 4 p.m.
with no risk of burning my soles and skin;
today my dance is not on flames but on flowers-
the sky has bid adieu to the sweating sun of june;
at last i find the sun of the moon or the moon of the sun
high above on the western skies, harmless and half-sleepy;
the nature today has painted everything in mild colours,
drawing hearts out into the open to the bliss of the seasons!
where else in the universe except on this lovely earth
could i get this solemn bliss from the elements of nature?
i will be born again and again on this beautiful earth.
--s.chandra kalaadhar [18.06.2012/ monday /aani 4/nandhana /4 p.m.
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Mismanagement
Mismanagement, man, meant, mean, as, eat, it, means, nag, men;
Better to be poor and a wise child than an old and foolish king or queen!
But the rain falls on us all on this earth.
Mismanagement, sin, gas, ten, nets, aims, tins, same, sage, gnats;
Better to do what is right always than what is wrong!
For the muse of love is all about care;
But the rain falls on us all on this earth.
Mismanagement, me, is, gin, in, Inn, tag, game, stain, gems, sea;
With boys and girls playing together in an open field till the night!
But the rains fall on us all on this earth.
Mismanagement, age, tea, team, steam, seam, ate, gain, an, ants;
With wars around us like no man's business!
But it is better to do your very best always on this earth than to hate others;
Because the rain falls on us all on this earth! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Rainfall
Tiny droplets of water pouring, falling
at before evening; hear thd clouds calling
the sky dark, breeze, swift wind
as the leaves try to form wedge wind
oh..what beauty of the air
as i try to control the wave my hair
people worried and excited run about
some happy, some not, run north and south
so the drops fall hamering the ground
the dust it raised made i frowned
waters the earth leaving moistured sand
and its little droplets fall from trees hand
in happy frowning i get my bucket
as it stopped, it left crying the cricket
me; snake had good time slippery, sleeping
in darkness i was groping, toads were gleeing.
poem by Gideon Zerah Ogbonna
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What Will Remain
perhaps...
you are light, and i am darkness.
you are dawn, and i am sunset.
you are the candle, i the match.
you are the sun, the moon, and the stars...
i am rain, trees whispering, and mountains praying.
you are the heart that grieves,
i am the still grief.
you are the hope of peace,
i am the end of wars.
you are the sinner, i the sin.
you are redemption, i am flight.
you are healing, i am the scar.
you are the bridge, i the lantern.
you are the hungry, i am hunger.
you are the homeless, i am shelter.
you are footprints, i am the sand.
you are faith and belief,
i am doubt and questioning.
you are beauty, i am mere dust.
you are the rainbow, i am the storm.
you are the cross on the hill,
i am the buddha neath the tree...
you are the empty house, i am the wind.
you are tomorrow and yesterday,
i am right here right now...
and what we do together,
is what will remain!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A little fall of rain
My morning starts
With teardrops in my eyes
Like a little fall of rain
In my heart I feel the pain
And the tearless earth
Is longing for, a little fall of rain?
That is what they needed.
I watched the world go by in silence
Humming in old familiar string
As I listened to the music of wind
A mournful cry that’s what I perceive
One by one you fall on the ground
Why do I feel sad?
From a little fall of rain
Why the leaves are looking glowing?
Trees and flowers are suddenly bloom
Then the rivers never stop flowing
In every moment, you pass by
They all so glad and welcome you
A little fall of rain that comes from heaven
You’re always a wonder for them
The sun hides on a cloudy sky.
Even the rainbow never used to smile at
The birds were then stopped singing
Neither the clouds have to stop dancing
A little fall of rain
Looked what you have done?
My tears were a fall on the ground
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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Call of Typhon
My eyes are set in fury made by raging flame
Every god will tremble at the mention of my name
Time itself will fissure at the ripples of my veins
The planes of all creation will be shattered by my pain
The seas will spit out waves of incalculable height
The mountains will cough steaming blood to light up all the night
The faults of earth will ring so loud no city will still stand
Pillars made of granite I will turn into sand
The gods will cry for mercy as I shatter all their bones
The earth will be in darkness like none have ever known
Where existence used to be, there shall only be a hole
Filled with all my rage and all my conquered souls
poem by Scott Marek
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A Buddha, Or...
a buddha...
or just another homeless man,
standing on the corner
of the street going nowhere.
what do we hold in our hands
that will remain?
even daylight is swallowed by night,
and night disappears into the dawn.
and love in the end
is merely a moment given,
a grain of sand
on a deserted beach.
the trees shed their leaves
for the winter cleansing,
and so we lay our bodies
down into the earth's embrace!
o to be ocean,
filling the great chasms of history.
o to be mountain,
and bridge the earth to the sky.
o to be wind,
to come and go without restraint.
o to be fire,
to consume, and yet to give warmth!
and o to know,
that we are each and all,
that we are none and nothing.
both the falling star,
and the blackened sky...
and yes a grain of sand
beneath the traveller's feet,
the home that cannot be taken,
but is freely given!
and hands that have no need to hold!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Just Before Dawn....
i've been too long in the valley of death,
too long in the prisons, too long at the wheel.
too close to the blade, too far from the fire,
too long defined by lonliness and grief.
they say there's a wind,
that comes from a forbidden place.
that strips leaves from the trees,
and causes mountains to shudder.
they say there's a god,
whose name we cant say.
who walks naked in the instant,
just before dawn.
and they say there's a lover,
who smells like me.
who tastes like my hunger,
whose voice i know.
yes, and they say there's a time,
when the wars will cease.
when the hungry will be fed,
and someone will care.
and i pray there's a hand,
and eyes that shine...
that darkness will undress me,
and name the light!
that small kindnesses will turn,
the ancient potter's wheel.
and make me a cup,
held close by your heart.
if i dance tonight beneath trees that weep,
know that tomorrow i'll burn,
know that my lips wait still...
know that i am alive...
as words fall like leaves...
the cross i lay down,
is but a shovel, but a pen...
the page i write upon...
you, simply you!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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