Sleepy Children
Turrets exchange the pendulous times
Direction becomes a maze of nano minds
How we think a simple elves mirror
Solitude leaves islands glowering in moons
Divine candles of windows on narrow roads
Melancholy wreaths die with every dawn
Entities are not things unless they change not
What we were is a gallery
What we become is a choice
She reaches like stars for a midnight song
Fingers of non-existence must let go
Open the windows for the lark comes
Polished wood floors celebrate
Visions have landed like golden straw
Fields sing with the sanity of hope
Embrace the dreams within
Nothing can steal the glorious fire
Oriels shoulder dreams of white birds
All pallid quotations forgotten
Every flower speaks of all dimensions
No ashen teacher can dismiss the rainbow
Legendary tombs wait for true beginnings
Rise within my love and glow with true being
Verbose ages are ending
Oil of forbearance, we profile ourselves
Ripe olive garden in the east of divinity
Persian rivers where the garden hides
Wisdom sends an embassy with forgiveness
She is always a myth of onward discovery
Past the age of Pericles past Aphrodite
Brave fountains flow into eternal springs
We run out of paradise like nameless artists
Vanquished by the potter only to see our reflection
Listen to the river of joy aspire
Tranquil voice that must lead
Snowcapped mountains, pristine streams
These sleepy children must find their way
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Divine Spice
Beneath the ashes golden rivers
Feathers preened in gentle winds
Beacons like snow capped mountains
Shine on all you humble friends
Gold finches with ebullient joy
Her marvelous smile is a dream
Fields of yellow daffodils
Wreaths made of ancient streams
Muse wiser than great Solemn
Sleep in dreams of acacia and honey
Spirit of the garden gently blows
She awakes the fire of dawn in me
Night blazes with cleansing fire
Zephyrs of first delicate love
Recipients of eternal stars
The mystic moon shines above
Perfume rich from apple blossoms
Barley sires elegant meadows of time
Radiant soul elegant as maple leaves
Autumn shelters beauties sweet delight
Voices gentle with patience sing forever
The cloak of the muse in purple twilight
Candles shine on her face of rapture
Stars of ruby queens prickle the night
Tides glow with embellished blue
Light dances like mysterious elves
Gatherings of the oaks and pines
Owls amidst the eagle’s high realm
Born in rivers laced with romance
The royal sea sparkles in her eyes
Nectarines in orchards of cinnamon
Love is truly the eternal divine spice
By Violet Sublime
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Both Sides
Visions of fine blue marble lions
Sceptre of unspoken dreams
Palace of silver luxuriant time
Everything alive with meaning
Solitude is a fortress of wisdom
Hate evaporates with the dawn
Dharma is earth and angels
Seamless sky of eternal soul
Candles reveal forgiveness
Crimson ruby red streams
Rivers that cry now laugh
Onyx ships bright with stars
Inward eyes of ancient future
Jewels of a sea of glass
The mirror of joy and sorrow
Soul of the past tomorrows
High cliffs overlook the sea
Who can see eternity?
Deep in the land of light
Inside the gates of gold
The split man sleeps tonight
Chained in mortal atrophy
Can you hear the flowers sing?
Someday soon I'll sing with you
Do you dream on both sides?
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Days of Visions and Dreams
Islands of stars like silent forests
We ride a gallant road
You and I have seen the triumph
Identities blend on the palette
The river bends
Another shell on the beach
Another grand sunset
Some dream of death
We dream of eternal life
Yes, let there be songs that fill the air
Let friends laugh like golden elves
Feel the streams of silver forgiveness
Roses so red we cry like wolves
Sing the hymns of magic
Love filled with leprechauns
Love filled with the 60's
On the road
Authors of magnolia blossoms
The bottles spilled
The weed smoked
Back to our home towns
Called like the four winds
Can we make another stand?
Another ride on the bus
The war is in full rage
The good old days are always here
Are we ageless?
Are we the children of God?
Prayer is a mountain
The blind need mountains
Rest your sleepy souls
We are praying again
Build the fire day by day
God wants to help
Those days come again
Those days of visions and dreams
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Eternal Rose
Upon the waters of life we sail
Course set-in the four winds
Four winds that cleanse the true
My darling your voice is a candle
Grand bells are ringing
Control is the prison of concepts
Flow like the rivers of Eden
Flow like the tides of freedom
Fire consumes the walls
Your smile like the centuries reaches
Garlands of myth and mystic wine
My carnal touch a wild forest
We are the jewels of green
Emeralds that laugh in the waters
We are the sacred changes that last
Shall we glow beyond the night?
Creation made of eternal light
Stars like mirrors of love
I want to see you forever
We decorate time like a garden
When time is ended we shall kiss
Love is an eternal flower
Greet one another with a Holy Kiss
Holy love a radiant eternal rose
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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A Day
Written by john curulewski
Lead vocals by john curulewski
Woke up in rainy autumn
Morning mist beginning to wane
And the birds of the winged trees
Calling my name
Care less the clouds above me
The wind is gently lifting my hair
Where the rivers of the wind fall light rain
Now stand bare
Listen to the flowing streams
Golden in the shelter of my dreams
Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love
Walk alone through the garden
The leaves are wet with mornings tear
And the whispering of someone
Is drawing me near
Content to rest awhile
Pondering the motion of time
Over unforgotten memories
Dipped in wine
Listen to the flowing streams
Golden in the shelter of my dreams
Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love
[extended instrumental solos]
The God of dusk is falling around me
The night air now restless and dank
Yet the fields are specked with flowers
Few and rank
Moon reflecting off the water
Rippling an image to me
Of the way that it is
And the way that its going to be
Listen to the flowing streams
Golden in the shelter of my dreams
Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love
song performed by by Styx
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Blue Planet
Words of life last longer than diamonds
Byron writes with rivers of moonlight
His quill flashes through the centuries
Soul beyond the grave like distant stars
Everything glows tonight beyond sorrow
This moment contains the eternal past
Sown in time and raised immortal
The Moon of earth like topaz children
Planets of turquoise visitors tell the future
Born of a million fires of jubilant change
Orion's belt will lay down with the Lion
Man became a living soul created free
How glorious is the golden circle
Infinite love waits behind all discovery
Vast eternity in a moments awakening
Go out and look beyond the Vail
Tonight is a fine night for visitations
Doors of perception wait for open minds
Blake has visions deeper than rubies
The Shepard walks the stars tonight
The sea fills with living midnight stars
We travel in and out of mystic time
High blue dreams sail beyond the walls
Everything is washed in eternal silence
Light shines on a distant blue planet
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Living Joy
Past the broken dreams
Far past fountains of sorrow
No foul bird flies free
Hope is an endless tomorrow
Lay your fears by the way side
Diamond shores in the regal sun
Golden smiles from eternal sky
Today my journey has just begun
Soft voices from the tall pines
Summer roses in the heart of faith
Everything is growing deep inside
I know I shall be shown the way
Fountains flow in secret praise
The land of gardens opens wide
My soul transcends a world of pain
I see blossoms of yellow and white
Have you heard the stars singing
Song birds nest in every tree
In the valley the bells are ringing
My spirit has been set free
The moon shines like a mystic friend
Dawn is a sanctuary of eternal life
Over the mountains hope rises again
The darkness flees before the light
Living joy comes to the broken night
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Laurels Of Green
Trees filled with starlight
Wise rivers in the root of life
Cedar leaves banners of Solomon
White pine laugh with the elves
Poems of the ancient sequoias
Whispering forests by the sea
We are the fallen race of men
They have not been banished
They are free with no guilt or shame
They know no war like strife of man
They speak of the fire from above
We walk softly on velvet moss
Wild flowers, apple orchards, ferns
My darling have you heard?
Lets go out tonight in the moonlight
Blueberries grow free and wild
Eagles filled with grace and joy
Oak and basswood, grapevines
The grass awaits the savory rain
Solitude walks in the morning dew
Have you seen the magic islands?
Decorated with lavish palm trees
Coconuts, pineapples, breadfruit grow
Sandy beaches lit with tropic sun
Volcanoes rise like spires of mystery
Paradise by a sea of green blue dreams
Beads of seeds with spells of shamans
A crown of green that rules the night
Hear tides crash into the mountains side
Rain forests with tendrils of Eden
Tread on bareback mountains gloom
Where winds sing pure and free
Steep as love near precipitous gorges
Beauty walks amidst clouds and rainbows
Waterfalls fill with pristine melting snow
Streams feed the rivers of unyielding myth
Forests of shining green fill the valley
Stars glisten through the pines of night
Like ancient eyes that guard the earth
This land is filled with a mystic glow
Lovers of the great father sun
Old like legends of gnomes and moonbeams
No guile or pretense no masks to wear
Violets, peonies, orchids and the rose
Lilies on ponds and fields
Graced with the voice of song birds
Breezes in your hair of gold
Tales of the winds of old
When the trees ruled in gentle peace
Lovers need the laurels of green
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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A Christmas Carmen
I.
Sound over all waters, reach out from all lands,
The chorus of voices, the clasping of hands;
Sing hymns that were sung by the stars of the morn,
Sing songs of the angels when Jesus was born!
With glad jubilations
Bring hope to the nations!
The dark night is ending and dawn has begun:
Rise, hope of the ages, arise like the sun,
All speech flow to music, all hearts beat as one!
II.
Sing the bridal of nations! with chorals of love
Sing out the war-vulture and sing in the dove,
Till the hearts of the peoples keep time in accord,
And the voice of the world is the voice of the Lord!
Clasp hands of the nations
In strong gratulations:
The dark night is ending and dawn has begun;
Rise, hope of the ages, arise like the sun,
All speech flow to music, all hearts beat as one!
III.
Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace;
East, west, north, and south let the long quarrel cease
Sing the song of great joy that the angels began,
Sing of glory to God and of good-will to man!
Hark! joining in chorus
The heavens bend o’er us!
The dark night is ending and dawn has begun;
Rise, hope of the ages, arise like the sun,
All speech flow to music, all hearts beat as one!
poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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Winter Rose
Can words break through steel midnight
Protected in thorns of moonlight
Satin trance, the wet dew of paradise
Radiate wisdom by sands of the sea
Palm tree dreams without immortality
Something new, golden, enchanting
Rivers of madness flow like blood
Aloof pleasure decadent and strange
Lovers need mystic lavender oceans
Sail the awkward dimension of art
Narrow channels where islands hide
Romance is a vision of world peace
Nothing touches the eternal well
She dances on images of the tragic
Victorian mansions without dawn
Everything seems split and vain
Marooned with nothing but illusions
We reach for one another's mask
The wind has died down
Clouds ruffle the blue day
Sparrows dart in the tall pines
Windows fill with a new timely frost
Years pass like forgotten ghost ships
Give me meaning in your dark kiss
She is a winter rose under the snow
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Hear and See
Pine boughs hang like chandeliers
Chancellors of sentinel royalty
Censured by ages of joy
We receive the forests of love
Leave the blight of hatred behind
Change into the garments of praise
Succor every broken reed
Every sword of love unsheathed
Cadence in the valleys of man
He that hath ears let him hear
The candles have eyes like roses
She awakes with jewels of azure
Only the sky has eternal secrets
Have you heard whispers of peace?
Crimson fields of honor sing
Fire of angels gladdens the river
The golden city is being built
Joy has forecast its grand victory
Brides dance in purloin white
He that hath eyes let him see
A lamb leads the mighty lions
She dies with a sweet prayer
Warm yourself amidst the brazen
Deep inside a wondrous kingdom
Letters of humility along the path
Songs serene as dawn on lips of fire
Four winds gather the wedding guests
Clothed in forgiveness they come
Sojourners called from the darkness
Journey and find one another
We open our new ears and eyes
Garlands of the opaque blue sea
New wine in halo circles of time
Parley with the stars of the King
Open doors shine in the night
Your dreams have mystic paths
Gentle lilies decorate the hallways
Come home calls past the mountains
Strangers are brothers and sisters
Family gathers like star clusters
Hear and see the crucified one’s love
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Canyons
Deep in the canyons where rivers live
Quiet seas of still love
Spirit whispers peace
All these hasty dreams dissipate
Renewal takes away the trite
Solace of the inward cleansing
Naked and broken
There really is only one main choice
My soul needs joy beyond time
The journey laden with doors
Doors that lead too sorrow
Fields where pleasure drains
Broken hearts along the rocks
Dry places dressed like streams
Shepherds in fallow fields
Thorns of eternal silence
Leave the hollow world
Our eternal soul thirsts
Brilliant stars in the desert
All hatred purged
Forgiveness is a choice not a feeling
Fill up with meekness
Fill up with true hope
Meditation has paths in gardens
Daily prayer brings strength
Shed the false man
A roaring lion prowls the world
Grief walks the canyons for the river
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Every Tear Dried
Golden dreams shine softly
Tears flow like Holy streams
Love broken by time begins again
In the open field sojourners meet
Reach for the other side of sorrow
All joy is a shadow of paradise
Nothing says goodbye forever
Everything is healed by the light
Hope can bare every heavy trial
We go where the rivers laugh
Out my window the moon rises
Tonight the stars are my map
The mighty sun lifts my soul
Go out and help all the lonely
What really matters is real love
Stripped of pretense we journey
Spring leaves like Eden awakening
Winter can't stop the emerald dream
Hear the ethereal song of the wind
Seasons of the heart prune and clean
No pharaoh shall stop the meek
Time is a very short hour glass
Stand your ground, never give up
Walk the straight and narrow path
The temples of music clap and sing
Sea of glass calm with triumphed peace
Everything healed in praise and song
Follow the mystic river to the eternal sea
Every tear dried, all things made right
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Medway Song
(Air: Carnaval de Venise)
LET Housman sing of Severn shore,
Of Thames let Arnold sing,
But we will sing no river more
Save this where crowbars ring.
Let others sing of Henley,
Of fashion and renown,
But we will sing the thirteen locks
That lead to Tonbridge town!
Then sing the Kentish river,
The Kentish fields and flowers,
We waste no dreams on other streams
Who call the Medway ours.
When on the level golden meads
The evening sunshine lies,
The little voles among the reeds
Look out with wondering eyes.
The patient anglers linger
The placid stream beside,
Where still with towering tarry prow
The stately barges glide.
Then sing the Kentish river,
The Kentish fields and flowers,
We waste no dreams on other streams
Who call the Medway ours.
On Medway banks the May droops white,
The wild rose blossoms fair,
O'er meadow-sweet and loosestrife bright,
For water nymphs to wear.
And mid the blowing rushes
Pan pipes a joyous song,
And woodland things peep from the shade
As soft we glide along.
Then sing the Kentish river,
The Kentish fields and flowers,
We waste no dreams on other streams
Who call the Medway ours.
You see no freight on Medway boats
Of fashions fine and rare,
But happy men in shabby coats,
And girls with wind-kissed hair.
The world's a pain forgotten,
And very far away,
The stream that flows, the boat that goes--
These are our world to-day.
Then sing the Kentish river,
The Kentish fields and flowers,
We waste no dreams on other streams
Who call the Medway ours.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Songs of Lovers
The wind has called me to be gentle
Kisses from over the sea of dreams
Romance swells the tides with magic
Fallen hearts hide neath purple masks
See past the illusions into the loneliness
She waters her flowers in sweet hope
Spring is over, summer ripens our visions
Rivers flow with mystic poems
Fire burns in the starry sky of intrigue
Paint your embraces in pastels of faith
Reach deep into the soul of myth
Take my hand along the ancient walk
Pristine tears make roses alive with gifts
The tide washes my heart and I am ready
Suffering teaches me about your tenderness
Waterfalls and rainbows appear in her eyes
Sunshine and moonlight are grand miracles
Cupid lives by the sea on a island of stars
We walk slowly along the sands of love
Their destruction cannot overcome hope
Let the songs of true lovers fill the dawn
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Always Dream
We escape into sapphire love
Music from the censors
Fire from golden times
Caress fauve forests of fire
Pearl seas rogue in the moon
Descend into pools of change
Harmony has ancient magic
No burned villages
No charred flesh
No plans of conquest
Everything barren in eternal birth
The candle glows
The sea shall give up its dead
Time will fold like woven lambs
Blue fire with fingers from stars
Parades in moors of silver fog
Islands melting into beryl love
Let mantra symbols drive the sun
Shimmering moonlight of halos
Your chants on beads of tides
Visions of vast plains of Buffalo
Dream of rivers and spring flowers
Play like doves in the new garden
Dream children always dream
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Stonehaven Sunset
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the flower that shattered the stone album, and has also been released on the stonehaven sunrise and the john denver collection - caly
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Stonehaven sunset the waters on fire
My true love of singing, we kiss and conspire
Sing a song for the ocean a song for the sky
A song for tomorrow love sweet by and by
For the child who is coming and for dreams that come true
Sing a song for each other for me and for you
Sing a song for all lovers all the stars in the skies
Sing of stonehaven water home, stonehaven sunrise
Stonehaven sunset the deserts on fire
Christ on the cross again burns with desire
They are shooting at random though they aim at us all
Its the children who rise up and children who fall
All the angels are weeping the sweetest of tears
Fall like rivers of mercy to wash all our fears
Sing a song for old glory and a future that dies
Sing of stonehaven desert home, stonehaven sunrise
Stonehaven sunset the citys on fire
The soldiers just smile and say this guns for hire
Give in to the beast boy give in to the thrill
Its just human nature to hunt and to kill
We all die together and yet somehow alone
Just together we have memories and many are gone
Singing songs for old soldiers a chorus of sighs
Sing of stonehaven city home, stonehaven sunrise
Stonehaven sunset the mountains on fire
My spirit is lifted, rising higher and higher
All the prophets are laughing they say we told you so
Its one thing to play guessing games, another to know
For the needs of many are the sins of a few
And the day is forthcoming when accounting is due
Sing a song for sweet justice with a fire in her eyes
Sing of stonehaven mountain home, stonehaven sunrise
Stonehaven sunset the waters on fire
My true love of singing, we kiss and conspire
Sing a song for the ocean a song for the sky
A song for tomorrow love sweet by and by
For the child who is coming and for dreams that come true
Sing a song for each other for me and for you
Sing a song for all lovers all the stars in the skies
Sing of stonehaven water home, stonehaven sunrise
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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Songs of Africa
on the rolling mountains
in the sprawling valleys
joyful songs in fountains
flowing down the gulleys
on the high seas and lands
hear the air is full of mirth
as birds wave their hands
adore the land of our birth
the children of Africa sing
with one new joyful voice
good tidings change bring
pageantry your new choice
make joyful sounds Africa
from the lark voices borrow
sad songs are over in Africa
sing no more songs of sorrow
years of dread and plunder
are forgotten in forgiveness
the gentle breeze in blunder
sweeps bitter with happiness
gone are the days of dirges
its time to burry old hatchets
its time to take new pledges
spin new progressive ratchets
joyful songs break Jericho walls
sad ending is a happy beginning
see your yoke of drudgery falls
see your past glories regaining
© Dela Bobobee
poem by Dela Bobobee
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Theopathy
Evening memory,
whisper from your sweet flower sight,
as birds float delight.
World beauty,
sow some sweet simple spring season,
sky and sun without end.
Things combine
And seem to make little sense
When the great Beauty is bold
Singing its own song intense...
Sensations and seasons are best
When sowed in the simplicity
Of the pureness of poetry.
The dancing desert does delight
In the epiphanic voice,
Crying in the wilderness
Calling in the heart
Pleading in the mind, and
Claiming in the soul.
Beauty is the mysterious memory
Of what once was... and, by grace,
Shall someday return.
Known, unknown,
Wild, free, deep and true...
Nature speaks of
Gives hints toward, and
Causes contemplation for
What we know we barely know
And yet craving after
Do not understand...
Natures cryptic call
Seizes the soul and hungers the heart
Of all who willingly hear, and quietly listen
To the Voice
Crying, crying, and crying tears of longing
Throughout our own wilderness trek...
Sunrises to find,
softly speak visions in light,
as butterflies show freedom of flight.
Universe magnanimous,
moons and stars brilliant to send,
deep divine eternal hope from the final true,
Friend.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Windows
Windows, to the world are what we're looking through
Who knows, if what we find is true
Seeing, is believing as some people say
Knowing, is to get a better view
(Chorus)
For the windows of the world
Are never open all the way
And the voices of the past
Are not forgotten
Till you leave it all behind you
You will never see the day
'Cause your life is on the line
Tasting, of the wine of some forbidden fruit
Reaping, the sorrows that we sowReaching, to the stars will never bring us home
Teaching, what we really could not know
(Chorus)
Touching, we are moving to the things we feel
Trying, to be what we could never be
Turning, if we'd only open up our hearts
Yearning, for the things we cannot see
(Chorus
song performed by by Kansas
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