To Love a Woman

Your eyes look at the outside world,

Wondering who is truly looking in,

Like the rose undiscovered within the seed,

Your heart longs to be found.

A blind man can feel your beauty,

Using only the sound of your voice,

Undistracted by the vessel only the eyes perceive.

He can see the eternal beauty of your soul.

Oh God let my mind not distract me,

For only the heart has vision to see the truth,

When the soul speaks a language far beyond words,

May my lips not utter a sound.

When your joy is beyond your ability to understand,

My life will be without measure,

For loving you without conditions and limits,

Is truly the greatest pleasure.

Circles

Each life is a circle,

With our words and actions,

Touching the circles,

Of other lives.

We touch in our motion,

And in never forgetting,

We carry someone’s heart,

To others we meet.

In sharing of energy,

Our circles do join,

Each one a universe,

In the space of life.

So when a life ends,

That circle goes on,

Touching new hearts,

With undying light.

All that we eat,

And all that we drink,

Becomes part of our bodies,

Each day we breathe.

So does all that we day,

And everything we do,

Become part of other lives,

Like gifts that we leave.

This is no accident,

Or evolution of nature,

Which happened by chance,

And happens to be.

This is the magic of God,

And the music of life,

So all souls may dance,

In Creation’s beauty.

The Light of the Eye

In the light of the eye,

Lies the mystery of the soul,

Volumes of word without voice,

Feelings without words,

Pictures without canvas,

Paint an image of the soul.

In the light of the eye,

Lies the beauty of a woman,

The butterfly dance of emotion,

Strength which never fails a family,

A heart that only will can fail,

Within a delicate vessel.

In the light of the eye,

Is found the truths of a man,

His confidence will burn forth,

With the strength of his faith,

As his heart lifts other lives,

Above value of his own.

In the light of the eye,

You can know the traveler of time,

A soul across the ages,

From whom nothing is hidden,

He knows the eyes are weak,

And sees forth with the heart.

In the light of the eye,

Find your faith in God,

Seeing the flame of souls,

Which no human can create,

A fire flowing from Heaven,

Speaking proof of the beyond.

In the light of the eye,

Know the meaning of life,

A song of truth without words,

As your loved ones see through you,

Find your place within the dance,

As your light shines forth.

Transcending Light

We are never alone,
Time passing through time,
As we mark the changes,
In this veil of illusion,
We mark the chapters,
Yet are they really there?
For there are no chapters,
In the song of life.

God sees us on Earth,
So alive in his love,
We choose to embrace,
The one true God,
Yet when leaving Earth,
We never leave His sight,
For He sees the past as now,
And then we are with Him,
We move from life on Earth,
To life realized in perfection,
And the song never ends.

I see our souls moving,
Colors in motion,
Passing within and above,
Each adding to another,
Each color growing,
Changing in beauty,
Never loosing character,
For we each touch another,
Life upon life,
Love upon love,
Shining God's light.

The Song of Wine

Seek a slender vessel,

Behold one among many,

Filled to the brim,

Each one is a story,

The fruit of life’s labor,

Each one in glory.

As a vessel pours forth,

The wine is not wasted,

For the fruit is in spirit,

The love of God tasted,

We are all of the vine,

Within the song of wine.

Each taste from a source,

Of flowers, fire, and wind,

From the Earth it’s begotten,

Lands both near and far,

Love grown in life’s light,

And rest beneath the stars.

As a vessel pours forth,

The wine is not wasted,

For the fruit is in spirit,

The love of God tasted,

We are all of the vine,

Within the song of wine.

Some sweeter flowered wines,

Of ruby lips and charm,

Shine warmth of grace in soul,

Others standing tall and robust,

In protecting the growing vine,

Shine soul virtuous and just.

As a vessel pours forth,

The wine is not wasted,

For the fruit is in spirit,

The love of God tasted,

We are all of the vine,

Within the song of wine.

Once a vessel is aged and full,

It can never be truly emptied,

Poured forth into life,

Life is perfected prolonged,

Filling Heaven’s bountiful sea,

Each note a part of the song.

As a vessel pours forth,

The wine is not wasted,

For the fruit is in spirit,

The love of God tasted,

We are all of the vine,

Within the song of wine.