MAKING DECISIONS

Though my time is my own freedom,
I wonder have I done all that I had hoped ?
To cover distances long, in lands of enchantment,
And follow the scent you laid down ahead.

Glorious light guides me in the way of love,
To notice how pure the energy you give.
Where my spirit rises up high on the clouds,
In a dreamland of promise, where I lay with you.

No haste have I, to reach the end,
But passion to share the journey with you.
And review my life and the choices I made,
So that worthy my efforts, show just how I've grown.

SHOW ME THE WAY NOW

Diverse are the choices and ample my desire,
To seek new roads ahead, where peace will find me.
Choices become a battle when no clear light exists,
And my eyes close in the obscure darkness.


I feel you very close but am unsure how,
When I know you are waiting up ahead.
Time is abandoning me, to find quiet ways,
Like a cry in the air will be lost in a storm


So darling please call in a clear sweet voice,
And lay down direction where I may follow.
My heart is wide open to be in your hands,
It is my contentment to share your life.




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ANGEL OF THE MOUNTAINS

The road is calling but should I go now ?
I have become loved and cared for here.
The energy of life is so very strong too,
But I wonder a time, is it destiny calling.


I need your tenderness to renew my faith,
It has felt so good to witness this miracle.
In your heart, a note of great wisdom talks,
And my knowing you given me new courage.


To walk in the light is my legacy left,
And to have shared with you a small part
Of this very long journey, a fantastic rare gift.
So please never forget, you are being loved !





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THINGS THAT GO THROUGH MY MIND

Like dust blowing across an empty yard
My thoughts come and go, filling me with wonder.
Have I gone mad or lost my mind,
To be so fearful of your being here ?


A time long ago we were friends indeed,
And my eyes coveted your precious angel form.
To meet you again in the paradise on earth,
Seems like a gift from powers beyond me.


Why will I not rest until I know love,
With you in my arms and a smile from you ?


Delicate, pure, loving, kind, could I ask for more,
Could you fall for me as I desire you ?
Only the future could know what feelings we share,
But I can tell you, you're always on my mind.



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A FLOWER IN BLOOM

Forgive me my desire to tell you something,
In your presence I craved a moment to share.
A bloom of incredible light shines from you,
Oh flower so pretty where have you been ?


I couldn't help myself to feel so passionate,
As your glorious petals surrounded my interests.
Even here in winter I see a blossom,
That brings rich colour to a lonely man.


Could it be today, I give up my search,
Will you conquer me in your beautiful heart ?
I wait that you realise a connection new,
Share in my journey 'til time is no more.

VERY WARM WELCOMES

What joy what love to be welcomed here,
New friends so very kind, treating me so well.
In so short a time I feel so at home,
As my hosts invite me to wine and dine.


A silent host has left a house to welcome me,
And all the creature comforts of a lovely home.
These people hardly know, just who I really am,
And yet they all feel I am one of them.


They go beyond by far my expectations of polite,
And lavish me with gifts, can I really be worthy?
But shining as a light their passion can be seen,
You only have to look, they are such a welcome dream.



Friends of Sanchotello.

ALL OVER TOWN

Your spirit has said I should follow now,
And here I am faithfully following where you go.
To start with I doubted you were near at all,
But as the energy rises within my bones I feel.


Yes my love you are, everywhere I can be,
Carried as a breath upon my waiting heart.
Passion to recover you has always been my love,
Wherever you had lived, I surely would now go.


This city in its pride has shown a captive eye,
Towards the love you carry and given me a hope.


The streets carry an echo, a silence that you left,
To tell me I am yours, the pavement calls my name.
And I have wanted you, for all that I am worth
To know just once the truth, it has been my honour dear.



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Ghost of a famous Artist.

Gaily she sits, supping at her Latte.
Her lustrous hair shines almost as brightly as,
The light of love glowing behind her intrepid eyes.


Her poise, her smile convey her inner depths.
She guards and yet, cannot contain it all,
Her work shows genius of a very rare kind.


Not yet gone mad, she has both her ears.
But I have seen a furious labour of love,
Go well on walls, even a pretty penny.


As she slowly rolls the cigarette in hand,
I feel her wild abandon to be expressed,
In even the minute, perfection is her art.


As I look again over the years past,
I see her passion as ever still alive,
The work of real love conveyed, her lightest touch.


And in the distance, calling her pretty name,
The angels come again to follow her way,
Robbing me of time to enjoy her still.


Glimmering the mirage, she leaves still haunting.
But I be not afraid such love cannot harm,
Even from centuries past, her image firmly made.


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