Ripples on the Lake ~ A collection

TheManyShadesOfJo

TheManyShadesOfJo

Padawan Learner
America, I Weep for You

You spend all your money on killing machines,
Feed your people trash to fuel their dreams.
You caged them and trained them to chant your spell,
You told them "You're free!", then cast them to hell.
You take their money and their children and you go to war,
Your own country a weeping and neglected sore.

You feed them lies and play your deadly games,
Keep your people afraid so that they obey.
"The world needs a saviour, and guess what, we're it!"
So you truck right in, shaking your fist.

"We'll give them freedom and take their oil!"
Meanwhile your own country is left in turmoil;
Mother Nature brought chaos down on the land,
And no-one was there to give the dying a hand.

America, I weep for you.
A magnificent nation torn apart by fools.
Your people are hurting and confused;
They're being intimidated and lied to on the evening news.

Whatever happened to democracy?
Healthcare and education should be free!
Apparently your vote ends when your leader to his throne ascends.
Wake up America, stop and think!
Don't just lap up everything that they give you to drink.
Find out what's in it, if it's good for you.
You have your own mind - to Your Self be true.

There's a whisper rustling in the trees,
It's murmuring on the rivers and sighing in the seas.
The more that join in, the clearer the words;
"Revolution!" they cry, "Let's save ourselves and the world!"




*a song I wrote in 2005, to be released soon
 
Pride heart Pride

Pride, heart, pride.
And glow, soul, glow.
Touch the Earth
Touch the Sky
And never let them go.

In this world where matter meets mind
It's the common social practice that sadly defines
Where the stake is thrust between
Social pariah or spiritual queen.

These inflated egos are blocking out the light!
I don't see the point in putting up a fight.
Victory is subjective, the prize obscure,
So what the @#$% are we fighting for?

The only person I can conquer is myself.
I've done that so let's just put it on the shelf.
My mission now is to just be free,
Forget the being and simply Be.

Pride, heart, pride.
And glow, soul, glow.
Touch the Earth
Touch the Sky
And never let them go.



- 2005 -
 
The Story of Me

When I was little, I could really see.
But unbridled vision often terrified me,
For though I could see, I could not know
What made mine such an unhappy home.

Not feeling at ease with the world I was in
I cultivated a World Within.

It was fine indeed,
With horses and trees
Who nurtured, protected
And understood me.

Sad to say, this was not the case
In the land of matter, time and space.
I felt so different, without knowing why
I began to think that the fault was mine.

So I closed my eyes,
Stopped talking to the skies.
Shut parts of my brain,
So I could forget my pain.

Thus muzzled I settled in the Real World -
I lost touch with that wide-eyed, innocent girl.

But that was not enough,
For the world is full
Of vultures who prey
On the vulnerable.

So I built a wall, about 10 feet tall,
To protect my jewels and keep out the cruel.
But little by little it crumbled apart,
And I awakened to the cries of my broken heart.

I followed the sound and there I found
Piles of rubble littering the ground.
My face fell grim as realization sank in;
My fortress had become my prison.

So I took up a hammer and laboured for days
To tear down the wall I had so lovingly made.
One thing I learned in bitter hindsight;
Walls don't protect you, they just block out the light.

So much of my World now obscured by shadow,
Pieces of my puzzle that have sunk below.
But diligently I work, day and night,
I shine forth my candle, burning bright.

I sweep back the cobwebs and gradually reclaim
The disowned aspects of my past, my name.
I stand in my desert and summon the rain
To nourish my sacred, barren plain.

New life bursts forth, it is lush and green,
And once again I am able to see.
No longer do I fear the great empty void
For if I am whole I cannot be destroyed.

If I am whole, I cannot be destroyed.



- 2006 -
 
The Light Within

It's 12 o'clock in the afternoon,
There's just so much stuff piled up to do,
And I cry "Oh Lord, where do I begin?"
You know my head gets cluttered and my soul gets scattered,
Little pieces of me floating off on the breeze,
And I need to gather myself in.

So I pick up the pieces off the floor,
Bundle up the rubbish and put it out the door,
And I feel a lot better already.

Oh there are times in my life I think I'm going insane,
But all I have to do is remember where I came from.
Then I know where I'm going, and how to get there.

'Cause I'm guided by the light within.
I don't believe in hell and I don't believe in sin
But if you seek to Know, you'll surely be rewarded.

What goes around really comes around.
I've been beat up, knocked flat on the ground,
But each time I just stand up and forgive.
Now look at me, my life is complete
While they all wallow in the guilt of their bad deeds -
Chalk one up to the Dharma Queen!

Life's a crazy game and it's players are often scared,
It seems they forget just why we're here;
To stand for Truth and Love Unconditional.

There are times in my life I think I'm going insane,
But all I have to do is remember where I came from.
Then I know where I'm going, and how to get there.

I follow the source of light within.
I don't believe in hell and I don't believe in sin,
But if you seek to Know, you'll surely be rewarded.




- 2006 -
 
Transcendental Prayer

Speed me up on wings of gold,
Kaleidoscope colours crash and fill the air.
Racing up through the electric blue atmosphere that bleeds into liquid night;
The Universe is complete for I am One with it.

As I glimpse the latticework of the ages,
I know that I am here once more
To light, to burn, to heal and learn,
To bring my soul home from whence it came.
To kindle the embers in my core until I am set all aglow.

I was born on a falling star
And one day I will rise, rise
Back up into the firmament where I belong.




- 2005 -
 
Wings Unfurl


Angels in straitjackets

The misguided men in white coats

The hollow sound of my heart

The wasted beauty and the lost souls

The poison that spreads and drips and blackens

The light fading in at the start of a new day

The love that can find you and make you shine once more

The world as it turns and our lives unfurl



- 2005 -
 
Gaia's Lament


Rainclouds slowly rolling by.
The Storm, the Sea, the Wind, the Sky.
The aches and pains of a weary world,
Shattered dreams and threatened soul.

Life thrives to a pitch that it can't sustain,
It all crashes down and rebuilds again.
The tick of the clock is picking up pace -
The pleasure and the pain of the Human race..



- 2006 -
 
Glass House


Cracks have appeared in the walls and the floor
Of my Glass House.

It took me years to build that.

You rocked my foundations
And shattered
My shelter from the storm.

But that's what you'd have to expect from living in a Glass House.

This time around, to house my soul,
I'll build it out of stone.



- 2007 -
 
All that building, and all this time, the strongest structure has been, and will be, you.

;)
 
Thank you, Anne, for your warm words :)

Glass house = "man-made" world view, inextricable from self-identity

House of Stone = naturalistic, realistic world view, furnished with a protective layer of knowledge and objective self-knowledge, to mediate between my Self and this world
 
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