The Lover, And The Loved
if the wind could cry
with human tears,
and sing with a human voice...
if rain was the medicine
that healed the wounds,
the balm that freed the scars.
and if fire be the soul,
and wings be the spirit,
would you come with me?
if my body was the meat,
and your heart was the knife,
would we feed a lonely world?
if my tongue was the brush,
and your eyes were the picture,
whose hand would guide the way?
if this day was eternity,
and i was the bridge,
would you walk across the chasm?
and if i died for you,
would you live for me?
as the lover, and the loved!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Hide Me In Your Wounds
Hide Me In Your Wounds
By your wounds, I am healed
Healed in running away from internal strife
In giving up when there is still something to give
Your precious wounds gave me the love
When I wanted to give love
And the beauty and receiving grace instead of misfortune
By your wounds, I am healed
I am a survivor, a winner
I sing a new song in my heart
I witness the breaking of a new dawn each day
By your wounds I am healed
I believe that any storms in my life shall pass
And live my life one day at a time
By your wounds, I am yours
To teach, to guide, to revive and to forgive
I have forgiven myself, as I have forgiven others who caused me pain
Thank you Jesus..for those wounds
And hide me forever…
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Lover Of My Soul
When I see the winter turning into spring
Oh, it speaks to this heart of mine
More than anything
Underneath a blanket of snow, cold and white
Something is stirring in the still of the night
And then the sun comes up, slowly with the dawn
Oh, this is the kind of feeling
That I hang my hope upon
There is love and beauty in all that I see
And no one, nobody, is explaining You to me
And maybe my eyes can't see
But You are surrounding me
Here in the wind and rain
The things that I know
Tender and sweet, and strong as my need
I know the voice, I know the touch
Lover of my soul
And when the evening comes, and sunlight fades to red
And time and time and time again
I whisper in my head
'Give me strength, give me faith', to fully believe
That the Maker of this whole, wide world
Is a Father to me
And maybe my eyes can't see
But You are surrounding me
Here in the wind and rain
The things that I know
Tender and sweet, and strong as my need
I know the voice, I know the touch
Lover of my soul
I need the voice, I need the touch
And maybe my eyes can't see
But You are surrounding me
Here in the wind and rain
The things that I know so well
Tender and sweet, and strong as my need
I know the voice, I know the touch
Lover of my soul
I know the voice, I know the touch
Lover of my soul
Talkin' to me and the things I know
Oh, You're the lover of my soul
Talkin' to me and the things I know
You are the lover of my soul
Talkin' to me and the things I know
You are the lover of my soul
In the wind, and the rain, and the snow...
You are the lover of my soul
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Always Walk In The Rain With Me
Always walk in the rain with me,
Hold my hand tight so I don’t fall,
I’m so scared of slipping away,
Always walk in the rain with me.
Dance with me held close,
So I can see another days light,
Always walk in the rain with me,
For the drops are becoming heavy,
And the storm is becoming enraged,
Always walk in the rain with me,
Shield me from the man in black,
Don’t let his winds take me away,
Always walk in the rain with me,
Help me see my way,
Need my list fulfilled for time is at hand,
Always walk in the rain with me,
Stay with me for eternity,
Help me dance my way clear,
Always walk in the rain with me,
Promise to love me forever,
Guide me to my rainbow now,
Always walk in the rain with me,
Tell me your heart n soul are mine,
Always walk in the rain with me
poem by Debbie Nicholson
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Haloes angels without wings
as man transform in its unique formation, the soul illuminate
his spirit creating a halo of sanctity of wings in his humanoid
form
our navel, made us to believe that man, is created out of nothing
but, a breath that ends and begins our life to see and witness, the
living God
thus making, every human being different from other, forms of
living organism, in this changing world, a purpose that ends, to
a simple dust of where it started
in every action of touch we made, gives us the credits of thanking
the source of who's the giver of everything, the sole and the
heart that exist, before the concept of existence comes to being
let not your heart and eyes see, the halo of sacredness engulf your
self, be a philanthropist of heart and soul to our brethren, for the
wings of sanctity molded you towards life everlasting
in every season of your heart, giving and sharing is the paramount
of an endless eruption of denuding yourself for the kingdom of
God is at hand
every moment is a moment of passion to live, in the heart of every
man, regardless of creed and race, it is a faith that satisfy not
only your soul, but to the whole universe
it is now the right time to hold on, and to fly on the wings of eternity,
the wings that you have made is the wings that leads you to the way
to reach your destination
let our heart, sober your achievement, let our wisdom surf with you
in your journey, for everything you do, lifted us to see, the haloes in
our hearts
'we too, are human, a great chance to be an angel without wings '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Then, So Be It!
if my living be
just a plank
on the bridge to eternity...
just the match
that lights the lantern,
just the wind carrying
the dust of truth...
just the soft rain falling
in the darkness before the dawn,
just the echo of the sound
of your soul saying, 'hello'...
just the touch of a human hand,
when you need it the most,
just a passing smile,
and the glint of the eyes...
then, so be it!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Believe.... (Chant Three)
i believe...
that eternity is right now, ,
in the awareness of the moment
that a man is no more
than he gives,
and no less than his mistakes.
that what we hate in others
is most often what we're afraid of
in ourselves...
that to live we must risk,
we must try our wings!
that the child
remains your child
even when grown.
that all the children,
around the world,
orphaned and starving,
grasping for hope,
are mine!
that the true friend
stimulates both thought and feeling.
that every profession,
every walk of life,
is an art form.
that prayer is the expression
of the human being being human.
that the bridge to tomorrow
is made of what we do today.
that every coming of dawn
is a new creation...
and that stillness is the hand
that wipes our brow!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Lonely God!
a lonely God...
from dust made flesh,
and filled it with
the haunting spirit of wind.
eyes that open
both in and out,
a fire kindled of bones!
who are we
to run blindly
into the sun?
to hide from the rain
that weeps for us?
idols made of fear,
the soul chokes the spirit.
we stand on the porch,
afraid to open the door!
dust and flesh,
wind and fire...
bones that cry out,
tears lost in the rain.
a lonely God...
walks away!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Loved You Once
I loved you once, with all my heart, my spirit, body, soul...
I loved you once, with all not part, with marriage as my goal...
I loved you once, with all my strength, as if I were on fire...
I loved you once, with all at length, as if love meant desire...
I loved you once, with all my dreams, which came by day and night...
I loved you once, with all extremes spent on this one delight...
I loved you once, with all God gave, with passion borne of joy...
I loved you once, with all to save romance and not some ploy...
I loved you once, with love divine, not holding back a thing...
I loved you once, with love benign that caused my heart to sing...
I loved you once, with happiness no other man has known...
I loved you once, with prayers to bless yet now I pray alone...
I loved you once, with each embrace, until the day you died...
I loved you once, with all God's grace yet now what sighs are sighed.
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Beat, The Heart
lover, soldier,
companion, fit.
fire, branches,
ocean, shell.
breast, thigh,
feet, dreams.
the key, the hand,
the wind, and the echo.
fury, stillness,
wound, medicine.
the tongue, the soul,
the beat, the heart.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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To Find The Home!
i drink the cup
that is your flesh...
i revere your scars,
your bruises,
the stink of your heart.
the scent of your eyes,
the silence of your ears...
my tongue writes your body
on infinity's glass!
i listen for your voice
beneath the trees.
i feel your nearness
in the hoot of the owl.
i share your anguish
by the silent small fire....
the horse i ride,
bears your name.
i am the ghost of city streets,
the body left for the wolves
on the mountainside.
i am the air frozen with fear,
as the great bear stands
in magnificent fury.
you are the bridge,
the lantern, and the hound.
the purple struck sky
of sunset eternal.
the body that feels,
smells, and tastes like love...
the moan that stills the wind!
this distance but a paper veil,
a wisp of smoke,
the moment before and after.
the call of death,
the threshold of storm...
set the fire...
and walk away!
(sometimes you have to burn
the building down...
to find the home!)
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A beginning that leads me to the end
deep in our heart, lives the breath of our soul, the immortality
of what it is made, lies in the wisdom of the one who created
the eternity as the destiny of every living and non-living materials
that exist
a pondering, message that in everything we do, has value to
remember, that gives the essence of what we feel, an inner
passion that jerks us to move and courage to go on, of what is
being made
this is our human impulse, like a wind that leaves in every trees,
that passes each leaf drops in the soil of fertility, perhaps one
has to retrospect, what strength we possess, for this will be the
sole energy we have, when time we meet our creator
be pure in heart and let your spirit, cling to the spirit of God, for
only in this courage you will win the strength of God, his
weaknesses lies in what we are, live what is call to perfection,
a call to human failure to accept what your heart desire, yet
honest to receive the forgiveness of God
build a trust, that will guide your way that in every failure, you
know the remission of our sin, what being taken is what is being
live in the eternity of life, God never leave us alone, even in the
dungeon of hell, He stay with us
just be in your watch, in every way you live, for the time is not
perfect, the way as it tack, in our life we stay, God will take us
so freely, good luck
poem by Antonio Liao
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A Wind That Has No Name
there is a wind that has no name,
that comes from within afar;
a song that wears a human face,
dust from a distant star.
a river that flows from heart to heart,
a fire that feeds itself.
a ship unmanned on stormy seas,
the hand that rings the bell.
a child is born, a friend has died,
and so the circle goes on.
the memories of the outstretched hand,
lives in the stillness before dawn.
i cannot hold or form with words
that which begins and ends.
so i'll fly to you with a robin's wings,
your lover, and your friend.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Medicine, an icon of Hope.......
like a bow of Achilles, speed of light hit the bosom heart
of Medusa, the poison lance the heart of every soul that
worship the Zorather flame of eternity
voyage the Viking of the Saxon and lead the victory to the
place of the pyramid of Egypt, as all the wings of the angel
flap to the doorstep of heaven, where the timeless sleep
await to come in the dawn
let the wounded tired flesh, anchor to the hand that cherish
and fulfill the sweeten rainbow in each lonely face, make
the unsettle mind blamelessly witness the cooling cure of
the heart, for the last is always be the beginning of healed
in bastion of hope of the spirit
as the sword of poison perfume the wounded flesh, the
conqueror shouts for joy in the heaven nest, and let the day
be the healing body of gladness of joy in the profane
universe as it stray
win each hope to comes in a most, magnificent look and
live in every wounded soul, for a better day to come, a day
after tomorrow of history, where that moment idyllic stay
with a humble body of flesh cheering the melody of
happiness of everyone wishes to see
rejoice my soul, and wait no more, the doctors and nurses,
are here to cure in our unable body and spirit they are call,
welcome and farewell, loser your day is ended, as I am on
the way to a healthy body to stay
have a little check up, glad that you are here ………….
poem by Antonio Liao
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Aurobindo 158 Savitri Book 10
Answer o' Death to Savitri on the omnipresent One
And how'unknown powers emerge from Nature's sleep? '
'Even now the deathless Lover's touch we feel:
If the chamber's door is even a little ajar,
What then can hinder God from stealing in
Or who forbid his kiss on the sleeping soul?
Already God is near, the Truth is close: '
Challenge o' Death can you Savitri and the Truth?
'Because the dark atheist body knows him not,
Must the sage deny the Light, the seer his soul? '
Yes, the right way of perceiving Him only helps
'I live in the glory of the Infinite,
I am near to the Nameless and Unknowable,
The Ineffable is now my household mate.
But standing on Eternity's luminous brink
I have discovered that the world was He; '
'I have met Spirit with spirit, Self with self,
But I have loved too the body of my God.
I have pursued him in his earthly form.
A lonely freedom cannot satisfy
A heart that has grown one with every heart:
I am a deputy of the aspiring world,
My spirit's liberty I ask for all.'
So she, Savitri is there to protect us all
'Then rang again a deeper cry of Death.'
'His form of dread was altered and admitted
Our transient effort at eternity,
Yet flung vast doubts of what might else have been
On grandiose hints of an impossible day.
The great voice surging cried to Savitri: '
My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May thereso, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Tears In A Vial
This may seem all too confusing
How I could walk away
From something so weird
But you see it all got too demanding, yeah
And I just didn't care, I just didn't care
If I cared, if I cared
[Bridge:]
Lately I've been left wanting
But not wanting you
Attraction that once was no longer there
And it's sucks to be taken, for granted
When the veil is drawn and there's only air
[Chorus:]
I had to walk away
Give up something I loved
For what I loved even more
And saved my tears for you
Everything has lost its meaning
I have to let it go
Define myself, myself
It starts something new, brand new
Forced too deep in a mirror
To face who I really am
Now it's just me, cause I can afford you
[Chorus:]
I had to walk away
Give up something I loved
For what I loved even more
And saved my tears for you
I gave up something I loved
For what I loved even more
And I saved my tears for you, in a vial
And I had walked away
[Solo - Poland]
[Solo - Mustaine]
You were so beautiful to look upon
I can see the light in your smile
Your eyes were the windows, into your soul
Your body was Heavenly, just like the Sky
Until, all your good looks betray you, which ain't much
Counted on your, count of the smiles are too long
Your eyes are empty windows broken
The body maybe here but the soul is gone
I'll save my tears for you in a vial
For every wicked thing that you did, that you said
But to sit and wait, I'm buried with your love
So many tears in a vial
Now that you're gone and now that you're dead
song performed by by Megadeth
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Paschendale
In a foreign field he lay
lonely soldier unknown grave
on his dying words he prays
tell the world of Paschendale
Relive all that he's been through
last communion of his soul
rust your bullets with his tears
let me tell you 'bout his years
Laying low in a blood filled trench
killing time 'til my very own death
on my face I can feel the falling rain
never see my friends again
in the smoke, in the mud and lead
smell of fear and feeling of dread
soon be time to go over the wall
rapid fire and the end of us all
Whistles, shouts and more gun fire
lifeless bodies hang on barbwire
battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb
be reunited with my dead friends soon
many soldiers eighteen years
drown in mud, no more tears
surely a war no one can win
killing time about to begin
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
The bodies of ours and our foes
the sea of death it overflows
in no man's land God only knows
into jaws of death we go...
Crucified as if on a cross
allied troops, they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine
such before has never been seen
swear I heard the angels cry
pray to God no more may die
so that people know the truth
tell the tale of Paschendale
Cruelty has a human heart
everyman does play his part
terror of the men we kill
the human heart is hungry still
I stand my ground for the very last time
gun is ready as I stand in line
nervous wait for the whistle to blow
rush of blood and over we go...
Blood is falling like the rain
its crimson cloak unveils again
the sound of guns can't hide their shame
and so we die in Paschendale
Dodging shrapnel and barbwire
running straight at cannon fire
running blind as I hold my breath
say a prayer symphony of death
as we charge the enemy lines
a burst of fire and we go down
I choke a cry but no one hears
feel the blood go down my throat
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
See my spirit on the wind
across the lines beyond the hill
friend and foe will meet again
those who died at Paschendale
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Spirit
I can see my destination
I can hear my call
No more hesitation, mmm
This time I'm goin' for all
'Cause I know where this road leads to
And therefore I will rise
I know this dream will come true, mmm
And I will soar the sky
(Spirit, spirit)
Would you guide me? Oh
(Spirit) oh (spirit)
Stand by me
Come on, Come on, Come on
Set me free
I can feel the penetration
Of a strong wind movin' me, mmm
I feel can the elevation, mmm
Of an angel lifting me, mmm
'Cause I know where this road leads to
Therefore I will rise
I know this dream will come true, oh
And I will soar the sky
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Would you guide me? Ohh
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Standin' by me
Come on, Come on, Come on
Set me free
(Oh spirit)
Now that I've found my way home
I've got to get there, get there (get there)
Though one step seems one mile long
Your bridge before my face (your bridge before my face)
I will take the leap of faith (I will take the leap of faith)
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Would you guide me? Oh
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Stand by me, oh
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Set me free...
(Spirit) spirit (spirit) spirit
Spirit, set me free
(Spirit) help me find my way (spirit) stand by my side
Spirit take my hand and be my guide
(Spirit) run free (spirit) run free
Run free, run free
(Spirit) run free (spirit) run free...
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Rain, Sweet Rain
Rain falling in tears skies can't hold
They are heavy, and fast and cold,
Yet so precious that its fall's mold
Can become the nest of a new life's fold
So inconstant you may think it is alive,
For it can destroy or let thrive,
For it can be loved or despised,
For it can be benevolent or be mised
And it is so human, the rain,
(Although it is most inhuman thing around)
That when the human bears big pain
Eyes got inspiration found
In no more no less than rain,
For tears imitate the very rain-like stain
And will be a day of sorrow,
When stars have rain as borrow,
And then we won't say again:
'Here comes rain, sweet rain'
poem by Pedro Cescon
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Absolution (Element Of The Ensemble III)
As I am following your footprints in the dead of night
The fog is thickening the air and as the rain falls down
I feel your presence nearby and as I search the grounds
I see you trembling with fear lying on the ground
I walk up to you, look into your eyes
I see pain and sorrow and that you will never rise
Regretting all events that you have lived 'till this day
There's no turning back, nothing you could do nor say
The understanding of certain decisions
May sometimes be difficult
A fear which could last all eternity
I enter your mind, see the world from your eyes
I reach out, touch your soul: I close my eyes to feel
The rumbling pain that runs within you, which now cannot be healed
Our minds are correlated in space of tranformed state
Your body levitates by my hand, I read your thoughts at infinite rate.
The understanding of certain decisions
May sometimes be difficult
A fear which could last all eternity
I enter your mind, see the world from your eyes
You seek forgiveness from God and people surrounding
You've just realized the pain and sorrow you have given
Love was something you were getting, never giving
Now your soul is forever scarred and weakened
Soon, you will understand the time has come today
For you to learn from your mistakes, for you to learn the ways
Willing to see through the heart, beauty and brightness of the mind
Knowing how to use the sight, the ability to find.
The understanding of certain decisions
May sometimes be difficult
A fear which could last all eternity
I enter your mind, see the world from your eyes
Chemical sorting and pair creation
Intervention takes place, memory to ashes
The mind reborn, you seek your true purpose
It lies within you...
I feel peace within as your soul meets a new world
A world where you may step up to a higher learning
Take my hand and walk down the path of forgiveness
song performed by by Quo Vadis
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Brothers Under The Bridges
Saigon, it was all gone
The same coke machines as the streets I grew on
Down in a mesquite canyon, come walking along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Campsites an hours walk from the nearest road or town
Theres too much brush in camp for the chp choppers to touch down
Aint lookin for nothin , I just want to live
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come the santa anas and man that dry brush would light
Jimmy devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night
We buried his body in the white stone high up on the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge
I had enough of the town oh and the straight life
Aint careful you end up on the wrong end of someones knife
Now I want no trouble and I aint got none to give
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Well I shipped home back in 72
And you know you were just a beautiul light in your moms dark eyes of
Blue
I stepped out on the tarmac, we were just kids
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come veterans day I sat on the stand in my dress blues
I held your mothers hand, and they passed with the red, white and
Blue
One minute youre right there, and somethin slips.............
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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