Heaven on Earth
Earth look up, with laughter
In your eyes,
The Son of God stepped down,
And in our midst he lives;
He came to save, redeem us all-
The God of Mercy answered our call.
But Earth, beware, though Christ
May bless, to bring us
Joy, Eternal Life.
His life He’ll give.
So Earth look down, let teardrops
Fill your eyes,
The Son of Man stepped down,
And now all dead He lives.
DIANA
(The People’s Princess)
You walk in the splendor of life
with footsteps of feathers and lace.
Like Actaeon before me
I dare not cross your path,
for I who hunted the wild and free horizon
now beg you for thy love and mercy.
Thus, fear not from me Diana,
for I am not a prince!
The trail my destined past, must not, I pray,
my future smear.
I have felt the ebb of emptiness
and seen the ruin of castles made of sand,
I've endured the illusion of a once charmed love.
I...now can bear the truth
and feel the ripples of a quiet sea.
For you who came to me, and not with fear,
aimed your bow and arrow,
And I winced and spied the mellow rich desire in your eyes.
I sensed...and fell, and in the fall
I arched my spine and reached for you,
but where?
Where are you?
I turn to search for you Diana,
And I beg you; “Are you free?"
And then...I see...
I see you are not there,
No!
You're here...with me.
with me.
SEA LUST
I was born to love the sea,
Nurtured on a beach at heaven’s door
I was blind, my search led nowhere
There are so many roads to the sea
I would merge, I’m not whole
Close your eyes, can you hear how the sea calls to me?
Turn around and don’t laugh as I stumble in the darkness,
A choice I was given on the road I would follow
But I’m blind and there’s nothing until I find me.
Oh God, find Simon, and then I’ll be free
To travel in my glory road to the sea.
Hey,
You can’t do it all
You go down to the sea and scrunch a seashell in the sand
Till there’s nothing anymore ‘cept the ripple of the waves at
Heavens shore.
Just you and the sea
The kind of aloneness that brings good thought, sea thoughts,
Of love and life and the tug of a fish at the end of your line
Aloneness with things God made, not man.
And it’s not the aloneness of a bleak-blank room,
Of walls and chairs and the city-sounds and city-dust
Streaming through the window.
That kind’s hell.
And brings bleak-blank thoughts and you don’t know what life is.
In the night, no ships at all
Two strangers, two people are we
Who reach, and touch
Communicating the incommunicable—
Then part
The richer for having met
The poorer for having lost
Each other.
And there’s no such thing as love
And if there is, you don’t want it anymore.
‘Cause you want to do everything
and go everywhere
and live all you can
And you can’t do it all but you want to
And a man-made thing’ll trap you
And people will discourage you and they’ll tell you to give up.
So you go down to the sea and your breathe in the air
and it’s free
and it’s wild
and it’s yours.
You see the rocks growing on the water after the rain
Reflecting ‘round the ripples of the sea
Their hard brown souls
And the smoothness of the water
Their peaks cause no break
They float atop the plate.
And a long-legged bird stands on one
Surveying his domain
A pelican waves goodbye
As I race off in my little boat
To skim the high waves
Shouting Hee Hah and Yippee Ka-yay!
Bucking like a cowboy on the rolling tide
Lord, the waves are rough today!
Hey, look what the waves did to the sand
The tide relaxes, then rushes back.
Do you think those seagulls will attack?
The sun burns brownly to our skin,
Back on shore a white-breasted bird
Spreads his crooked black wings
So high and far, out of reach.
So I rest my wave-tossed body the sea has wet
Drip down into the sand-brushed blanket
Lie hotly; touch her hand to mine,
While within my heart love soars.
All life reviewed in a single day
As the sea washes the shore
And you can’t do it all but you’ll try.
Go on,
Laughing at the people reading record-album covers in the store
And sitting on buses and benches, and more
Dead than alive.
You can do it all…do it all,
Go on till you die
Reaching for God’s golden shore
And Death’s all that can stop you
From doing more.
Words of Peace
Your words sing joy for a tired soul
The world was dark and noiseless,
I call the minstrels passing by
To stay a while or linger long.
Within these gates life bursts in song;
For such is my mirrored palace,
Abode of dreams,
That your words form crystalline
Tinkling, tinkling, in the air,
Filling voids with sounds of Joy
Their sheer beauty shattering silence
To fall shimmering on my ears.
While all around the world is still.
