We're burning in hell
Can't you tell from the smell?
Our paradise lost
To the toll of deaths bell
Eden has fallen
Temptation to take
We inherited heaven
Perdition we make
But the Adam's and Eve's
Still want to believe
That by begging forgiveness
They'll get a reprieve
So they fall to their knees
Redemption at stake
Pleading for mercy
While damnation awaits
Outside heavens gates
Are woman and man
Those angels and demons
Who can't understand
They were given a choice
To do good or ill
And the state of their world
Would be of their will
So 'Heaven or Hell'?
The option is ours
Only we can deliver
Only we have the power

selfness released
becomes
fullness of being

the weightless dance
of flower children

the inimitable seventies

and the immeasurable
profundity of heaviness

children who
insitnctively knew
we are all
and always have been

The Light Ballet of Nothing

we are limitlessness held
as the infinite substance
of emptiness

we are the evidence
of the lightness
of Joy

verily are we
the Void

who once pretended
there was death

but now rise tall

we were the lame
who now dance free

and the blind who see

All

lovely One...
as the borders
of your golden soul
weep ever wider
higher into light
deeper into night

incrementally you will die
until you lie in total cold
dim and undone
finally
thankfully numb

only then can you begin
to slowly come to life again

where star-bees stung
and quickened nascent song
released your honeyed love
to let you sing
and silently unfurl
etheric wings

as you become
the primal emptiness
that filled the long ago
before the morning of this world
or any thought of you
ever was begun

down clotted strings of angel hair
drops the blood of never-love
woven there in black despair
of cleansing fires above

dead red burns with cultured care
designer hope buried where ashes
left to weep from fractured jars
stare grey rage

dark ages cry as loss reigns
unanswered questions hang
to dry down used up time

discarded games
sclerotic veins strung
depraved like cello strings
dance the octaves of the outer way

love sugar love drips its cold remains
mourning doped but still upright

ripped apart so long ago
none remember when the fight
or even why the pain began

I am in my garden,
Listening to the birds song,
A rainbow overhead,
I can see the peace,
That if mankind worked on,
Could come to this world,
If we could forget our diffrences,
Maybe,
We could live in peace,
If we could leave greed and jelousey,
Bloodshed and hatred,
Behind,
Perhaps a rainbow like this one,
Would shine each and every day,
Maybe,
If we could love one another,
Be true to those we hold dearest,
This world would hold peace,
We could make this world better,
But everyone will have to help,
This rainbaow may shine again,
And hopefully,
So will mankind.