Go back to the source




There is a river rising
It’s rising fast, with
God’s thought

Yet no-one has measured
Their full ability, full force
The soul of man empties
Go back, Go back, turn to the source

Find the beginning, forget the borders,
Ignore the obstacles on the way to the beginning
Remember the way, one thought, through night and day
If he keeps his thoughts, man may know his strength
A limitless strength, because he walks with God

That mighty stream is rising fast
God’s thought shall bear down
Hopes, efforts, and purpose
To anchor our hopes, faith, strength success
Find the beginning of life with God.


Life runs deep

God helps up continually day even though at times we do not know He is with us. Without God I would not be here now.

Another life run deep within my soul
Within my life, there is another
I’ve opened my life wide, to which
There is many seasons
Silent seasons, mysterious to me
They reside in all shapes and sizes
That cautiously, know me
Creeping about inside
Born within me, they now sleep inside me
Familiar to me, from the day I opened my eyes
Today there is endless calm, brooding inside
And though it glides, beyond the sight of my dreams
I keep, a voice of gentleness, energy flows silently
I know the current, pulsing to the harmonies, of light and dark
Within the spirit, delights, the heavens
The world now deep in silence, Through silent seasons
Mysterious to me through murmurous boughs




The inner soul

Lately I have struggled with my thoughts, there has been a great deal going on in my life. Turning to God has saved me more and more each day. Keeping me moving forward, I have been moving forward but I have struggled to write. The more I think I am getting there, I seem to take a step back.



Music of life, created day and night
My nature is that of music
My lips have stammered
My sound has struggled
I utter a silent sound
Not able to fulfill the need of others
Dreams, thought, feelings interlaced
Inwardly, all senses answer the call
Tunes, so mysterious to the ear
Which step out to greet, granting infinite pleasure
From the darkness of the night, to the light of day
The soul I struggle to bear, the song of  my soul,
My inner soul has struggled
Through the portals of hearing, the beauty
Now of night, utter all sounds
Thunder now of night, breaks its own cloud
My flesh shivers, before my soul

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