Utah Journey
I find my bearings
Through the compass of my soul.
I look for the sign of the ages
In the ancient Bristlecone pines.
I straighten my path
In the maze of the deep Canyons.
And find my cup of spiritual thirst fulfilled
At the far end of the mystical Rainbow Bridge.
The color of my sun-stained skin
Is the unending flow of Red-Rock in my veins.
I dance and sing
With the Big Mountains-Little Brother;
All along the great Escalante way.
The coming light
Gives glow to the darkest night...
As surely as eternity
Gives glow to this desert journey.
people may ask what it is that I like about the southwest desert so;
I would need reply with all honesty:
'Nowhere else in all the world I have been
makes my heart come so alive.'
- Smoky Hoss.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Forever Glow
I wanna watch you glow
I love to see you glow
I wanna see the sun shine out
And heal the aching bones
I wanna set you free
Find sweet harmony
Cause I can see a rainbow now
Smiling through the trees
Glow, glow, forever glow
Glow, glow, forever glow
I wanna let you know
Let the river flow
Find that place to be
Set your spirit free
Lighten up the shade
Bring color to the day
A perfect kind of you
A perfect kind of me
Glow, glow, forever glow
Glow, glow, forever glow
Glow
song performed by by Feeder
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Land Out of Time
Oh, where to find
Great moments
Of nonrecordable time -
A place
Where souls may fly,
A grand-land
That begots life to live - and death to die -
Only one region
Can there be,
The mysterious American southwest desert
Wild land of eternity.
Tarry long in this nature
Read her as a book,
Linger over every line
Stopping often to take an extra look -
The mind may arise with revolt
Trying all to see with reason,
But, let the heart saunter, while quietly receiving
The timeless beauty of each and every season.
Hike here with purpose
Not with casual passing to a destination,
For this journey is
Pure sensation -
Come here to find
Great mystery into which we belong,
To hear and to sing
The spirit's living song.
Words fail to touch
What souls deeply feel,
Time and space dare not bear
The moments that worlds and men can never conceal -
For here the ages cease
While life ever moving, continues through,
This land touched by God...
And understood by so very few.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Arizona / Utah Land
I have seen the wonder of wilderness
The great beauty of the West,
I have trod the seductive sands
And crawled upon the redemptive red rocks,
I've serenely sat for hours in the Juniper shade
Ruminating the writings of Terry Tempest Williams,
I've felt my soul stir to a sail
And fly higher than an eagle can rise,
I've gazed up to the munificent moon watching
And listened down to the canyon river singing,
All the while feeling the warm wind pass by
Caressing my skin with passion
As the star-glittered pinyon pines dance
And the owl scans the pumas who softly listen.......
1,000 years, and many more uncounted
All alive in this moment, here with me
Alone in and of and above this canyon country.
- I am the only one here. -
Though countless ancient ages past
Can forever be sensed; kindred spirits understand,
For the desert, and mountains, are always sacred land.
Like Everett Ruess this Wild calls to me deep
With irresistable beauty beyond words... far beyond.
- Always I shall intensely, intensionally love this remote red region.
...God help me return...soon.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Starlight
Tiny balls of light
Dance through the night -
Ancient creations on display
Hundreds of light-years away.
Their shinning glow
Reaches across the cosmos -
So far... and so close; onward
To the ends of the universe it goes, and goes.
How can this be?
That the age of Eons ago, ... I now see -
This distant life that once was...
and yet, now is.
It once may have died -
But, I see it here, fully alive.
Starlight.
Illumine my dark night -
With such hope on high,
That I shall forever live... though someday I may die.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Silent Sound
What is the sound of silence?
-the Colorado Plateau-
-desert alive-
Quietly hear
The color red
Land
The Anasazi southern sun
Native blood
Peace
That surpasses all understanding
Beauty in
Rocks (slick and hushed)
Birds (serene and high)
Plants (sustaining and swaying, quietly)
Sky and clouds (inaudible and covering all)
- Life then, now, always
Soft sweet reassurance
Wind whispers of
Endless, eternal echoes,
Ancient singing.
Silent sound is
Sight
Smell
Sensations- all
Simple and sublime...
The sound of sweet silence is
The removal of distractions,
Is the peacable
SouthWest desert.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Colors
There was a black man
There was a blue man
They hated each other
For the color of the skin
They both believed the other
To be the offspring of some great sin...
One dark day
They got into a helluva fight
Each believing to be in the right
They beat upon each other
Through and through
They beat each other black and blue,
Until finally
They both did come to see
How much alike
They'd come to be.
Now there is a black man
There is a blue man
Together they stand
Once divided by the color of the skin
Never more shall they
Be blinded that way again...
Black or white
Yellow or red
The color of the skin
Is truly all inside the head,
And the colors in the head
Come out in the words
That are said,
And the words
That are said
Can leave the heart so alive,
Or, utterly dead.
It's a choice to make:
Either for the image of the soul
Or, for the color of the skins sake;
The darkness of night
Or, the beauty from
The colors of the
Light.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Beyond The Rainbow
On the dark side of the canyon
the rain is falling down
the beam of light gliding from it
shines beyond the rainbow
the beautiful colors arch over the mountain
that gives the valley a peaceful glow
I know I could be happy beyond the rainbow
Ugly clouds form and start to thunder
lightning lights up the desert plain
you can see beyond the rainbow
as it mirrors in your window pane
I can see inside the raindrops
I can feel it's gentle glow
I know there must be someone who loves me
just beyond the rainbow
what causes a heart to love
where is there enough magic to let someone know
I believe thats where God put Heaven
Just beyond the rainbow
poem by Widmarc Clark
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The Old Road, The Old Way
Somewhere, somehow
There must be a road, a path
That goes, that leads beyond
Way beyond woman and man...
A Way, that really can be travelled
By all who desire;
An old-old road, a dirt trail
From the deep past
To far ahead
-neither traversed by plane, boat nor rail-
Simply a road, a path
To be walked, crawled, or carried upon by mortal man...
Blazed from and for eternity
-not always difficult nor easy-
A quiet, a gentle Way
Ever calling, ever leading
A peaceful, a beautiful trail...
It is somewhere, out there, and in here
Then and now, forever
From before light, to beyond the last sunset
Going so far
That it now only 'seems' to be
Yet so near
It always is.
Only God truly knows
Where all it's been
And to where fully it finally goes.
But for all
All who do seek
It is a very welcome old road, a good old path;
Down it look, see
A connecting... of now to all eternity...
A million-million
Perhaps a billion-billion
Shadows upon it go, and shall go
One and all forever unending.
Along the way is such beauty
Peace is the air to breath
Rest and joy the pace offered
Something grand dim and far ahead
Where music and laughter faint is heard
A place of great dancing, and fiesta surely awaits.
This old road, the true-old path
So hard to see
Yet so easy to find
It runs between the eternities
Connecting God to man
The never beginning
With the never ending
It shall forever stand.
Tread upon it, walk it's wonderous way
Released from burden
Heart and soul begin to mend.
No more pacing the cage
End of the ravinous age
Stroll freely on
Meander joyfully along
This good old path
This good old Way
That runs forever into
That pure, promised never ending Day.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Theocentricity (being touched by touching a rock)
What is this magnificent desert rock I have found?
Perhaps a piece of some sacred ground?
Or a grand work of ancient art
from the depths of a great creator's open heart.
-Mystery rides redolent in the air
Beauty abounds and distinct divination is to be found,
Everywhere.
The wind sings its sacrosanct song
With it the trees softly sway and dance along.
All of nature sings,
And the Wonder of redemption
Awaits in the wings...
The sunset covers the Western horizon with blood,
Washing the troubles of this day
Forever far away,
As God watches and blesses from above.
A full moon giving grace
Flows through the desert night
Allowing a view of
The most wonderous sight:
A hungry old owl
On wing takes flight,
While the stars overhead
Delightfully twinkle so bright.
-In the morning the sun arises in the eastern sky
Just as an eagle rises to fly...
Why these moments cannot last?
Why all of time rolls on and on so very fast?
In this world
So much is simply unable to be explained;
Like the way it feels standing in the desert
During a slow cool rain,
Or sitting on a mountain top alone
With the fragrant breeze
Whispering grace among the trees,
Surreptitiously telling you
That somehow here and now
You are closer than ever to your own true Home.
Blessed are the things visceral
That trenchantly touch and calmly caress
Heart, mind and soul;
These sweet -if seldom realized- ontic movements of life
So deeply alive, I cannot truly reify,
Yet somehow I do deeply know,
And can't help but ponder
Why it is so.
For of the deepest things it seems
Humanity is allowed only a glimpse,
Merely a touch,
Perhaps any more here and now may be far too much.
So they continue to come and go,
Ebb and flow,
And here refuse to stay
As if only sent temporarily
With some divine message to say:
' At the center of everything -even a small desert stone- is God,
Life's Ultimate Concern.'
And through all these things
Of great eternal love and wonder
We are all certainly able to learn.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Mongolian Sunset
It's been a long, tough ride,
From bus to car I glide,
Tomb of Ghengis Khan,
Chinese soldier helped me on,
Luck and love but no song,
Journey on, my son,
You have just begun,
Your love like a river runs,
We drove in the desert sun,
Saved by a Mongolian son,
Sand too deep, dunes too steep,
Finally I am at fates end,
Is there a way for hearts to mend?
Time to rest, tension gone,
I search my heart, for you I long,
Bury your treasure, please hear,
I listen with my inner ear,
Once again on my way,
Looking for another day,
Did we find the place?
To you I look for grace,
Is there a sign from above,
Sudden rain, wild and rough,
Desert rain in my eyes,
Grace from above never lies,
Soon to pass, was rain by chance?
Ever upward do I glance,
Clouds drift, sunlight shifts,
Golden hues glow afar,
Your signs clear in desert air,
My hearts desire comes near.
Journey on, my son,
You have just begun,
Your love like a river runs.
April 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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Desert Rats
Desert rats
Take cover in the heat,
They know what to toss
And what to keep -
They skillfully hide under big sombreros
And down lots of water,
They've learned well when to sit, and when to quit,
When to stay, and when to scatter -
The desert calls them
Right to the edge of existence;
But, too wise are they, any foolish games to play,
For in the desert they have found the art of survival is patience -
Listen close my friends for the divine desert to call you...
By all means, come and see,
But, with eyes wide open tread slowly
Following the tracks of wise old desert rats...
Just like me.
(this is for my pal Juan O. A fellow 'desert rat'!)
poem by Smoky Hoss
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A Thirst
The desert is dry
So is the hot blue sky,
Rain would all renew
Yet, not a cloud is in view.
Desolation rises and falls
Leaving the thirst of discontent,
As the needs of the heart
So dryly go unmet.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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A Rainbow
She's not the end of my rainbow
she's its beginning-
I am blinded by her colors-
her red, crimson, blood-red lips
which promise fire and burn
into me with the furious fury of red river flows
she gives in her passion eddies.
Her cheeks glow with that same tint
and floating high her aureola gleams
above violet eyes which stream
out and into deep my soul-
where our Rainbow Yellow lives.
Joy is surely the color yellow;
we are joined-participled,
framed by her tresses of similar hue.
Her orange is mellow light
and plunges down her dappled nape
to her nipples making them
orange-erect and wanting.
Her body blood at center now
is violet and indigo;
blood flow now beneath her skin
glows with these;
two hues blending to announce
the purple promises she makes
with her body-scape
arched high
rainbow-shaped
making our colors blend;
and now the semi-circle is reversed
to allow me into her deeper hues.
Outside the trees display green;
inside our rainbows sing
announcing
yet another new beginning.
I catch me then a rainbow each day,
marvel at it
lying in my bed
translucent.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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It's Just the Glow
A billion - billion
The earth have trod,
Each unknowingly glowing
Wearing the image of God.
This old world runs on atrocities
Yet cries for ruined lives;
Avaricious society kills the earth
Then demands those with less, clean up the mess...
Witlessly wondering why
The trampled turn to suicide.
The few who try
To peacefully live and die
Can find no rest
And thereby so much of the planet goes unblessed.
Some things a man thinks he does
When in reality, he does not know;
So much cannot be said
Of wisdom from far beyond ones meager head;
With my words I try so much to show
Yet, even these all are not the Light,
Merely just the glow.
In all the pains and wrongs
The earth has endured,
In all the priceless and witty
Attempt at holy-words;
Through and within and far beyond
All of these there is but one cure,
One devine voice calling and caring
To be sought, found, and heard.
One Light glowing
In the darkness of night.
Throughout humanities ' long and terrible night '
What we all need and desire so
Is the way, the truth, the light;
Everything else by human hand, as grand
As it may seem
Just rises to fall, comes to go
Points towards, but is not the Light,
Tis merely just the glow.
Some day when this is all done
We shall come to understand
It was, and always is, the light of the Son
That glows - and grows -
Into the heart of each child, woman and man.
' From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things, and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all. ' -Ralph Waldo Emerson.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Rock'n'roll Is Alive (And It Lives In Minneapolis) (Tony Fly Mix)
And It Lives In Minneapolis)
(Rock 'n' roll is alive!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive (Rock 'n' roll is alive!)
(Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis!) {x2}
From all over the world the people came
Even the President flies in 2 worship a thing called fame
Red, white, and blue boy / girls - 2night everyone's the same
Some people say it's dyin', but we don't wanna play that game
Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis! (Sing!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive (and it lives in Minneapolis!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis! (Sing!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive (and it lives in Minneapolis!)
Sure as the drive around Lake of the Isles is cool I know (Oh)
Rock 'n' roll will never die like the Minnehaha flow (Oh)
Sure as the land of a thousand lakes is sometimes made of snow
There'll always be another king 2 die butt-naked on the floor (Oh)
Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis! (Sing!)
Rock 'n' roll is alive (and it lives in Minneapolis!) (Oh)
Rock! Rock!
(Very impressive)
Rock! Rock!
(Sing!)
(Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis!) (Sing damn it!)
Rock! Rock!
Rock 'n' roll is alive! (Yeah!)
(Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis!) {x4}
(Rock 'n' roll is alive and it lives in Minneapolis!) {x4
song performed by by Prince
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The Spirit Of Christmas
The star of Bethlehem was shining
Across a Palestinian sky
The Church of the Nativity was crying
And we looked on, who can tell me why?
Where are the wise men when they're wanted?
Nowhere to be seen, like thieves in the night
The desert is drifting every closer
The world won't sleep well tonight
Where did the spirit of Christmas go?
Lost in the desert or covered in snow
Where did the spirit of Christmas go?
If you can find it, please let me know
The shepherds are in the fields sleeping
Waiting for a sign to light up the sky
Heaven is moving ever closer
The promise of a child born on high
Where did the spirit of Christmas go?
Lost in the desert or covered in snow
Where did the spirit of Christmas go?
If you can find it, please let me know
Looking for an answer that escapes me (Love set me free!)
If there is a reason let me know (Whoa!)
Drifting slow through time and space not knowing where we are
How did we ever get this far?
Where did the spirit of Christmas go?
Lost in the desert or covered in snow
Where did the spirit of Christmas go?
If you can find it, please let me know
Where did the spirit of Christmas go?
Lost in the desert or covered in snow
Where did the spirit of Christmas go?
If you can find it, please let me know
song performed by by Moody Blues
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I Saw God Today.... For My Pal Smoky
I saw God today, on a mountain high,
As the wind blew through my hair.
I saw God today in the clear blue sky,
I felt small and humble there.
I saw God today, in the desert sands,
As the Joshua Trees reached for the sky.
I saw God today in the arid sands,
And heard the coyotes mournful cries.
I saw God today in the desert sun,
And in the desert willow bells.
I saw God today, just one on one,
In beautiful stones and ancient sea shells.
I saw God today and he saw me,
I could reach out and touch his face.
I saw God in that vast dry sea,
And now my soul is full of grace.
I saw God today, in the great Southwest,
God saw my heart, and I saw his.
I can't still the thunder in my chest,
You see, that's where heaven is.
4/4/12 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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Wise Words
Those old still waters
Run deep
When wisdom is the word
We keep -
Way up
Way down
And everything
All around -
The dark
The light
Into day, and
Out of night -
The wink of an eye
Watching clouds fly by
Sheds tears upon the sun
For the day that's all done -
Sing along
Words of a living song
With the strangers you've yet to meet
Down an untravelled street -
Blaze a path into the heart
Where real journeys start
Burn true thoughts into the head
Out of something so good, deeply read -
Watch those words you say
Moving along your way
The pain you give
May become the pain you live -
As surely as the compassion
You share
May return a blessing
Through someone's thankful prayer -
Find a stranger
To be a friend
For we all become just alike
In the end -
We enter the world
With nothing but a name
We shall leave it
Just the same -
Wisdom is a woman
Love a man
Bring them together
And forever they shall stand -
- Yes, calm waters
Do run deep,
When in our hearts
It is with the wisdom of Love that we speak -
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Dream Dance
When you're fast asleep
The mind sneeks out, and around,
Wearing the moonlight
Like some ancient royal gown.
Soulful seekers and spiritual searchers
All invited here by the King of dreams,
Dancing and communing together
In the majesty of this becoming scene.
It's only the dreamy wishes of broken reality
Some, whose imaginations have died, will say,
Perhaps though, it is really a portent
The combination, and culmination of past and future days.
Dreams flow like flittering diamonds
Upon the nights sparkling river in the sky,
Old and new, the many and the few
All that have gone on, and yet to be
In the dreams of the night, dance... knowing they will never die.
The stars, and the milky way
Are the floor upon which we dance,
All the cosmos and spirits and time
With wonder watch, joyfully caught in a tender trance.
Music wraps around us
Like lace made of light,
As angels sing us into peaceful sleep...
This, our dream dances of the night.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Color Blind
Michael w. smith / wayne kirkpatrick
Theres not a world of difference
Out in the world tonight
Between this world of people
Red, yellow, black and white
But instead of riding a rainbow of love
We still are fighting with prejudice gloves
Of anger
With something to claim
But nothing to gain so
Chorus:
Why cant we be color blind
You know we should
Be living together
And wed find a reason and rhyme
I know we would
cause we could see better
If we could be color blind
Somebodys just assuming
Hes up to nothing good
cause hes not like the others
There goes the neighborhood
What kind of world are we living in
Whe we judge a man by the tone of his skin
Its crazy
cause he has a heart
Like you have a heart and
Chorus
Bridge:
Itd be so fine
To be color blind
To open our eyes
And see color blind
I know this world would be a better place
The only race would be the human race
All of those barriers would be erased
Why cant we be color blind
Chorus
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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