The woman on the edge of a the fountain she loved

She sat there with wisdom on the edge of the fountain she loved
It was white marble and throwing rainbows into the sky
She had two dogs at her feet, who would fight to protect her,
And, as always she sat there watching the leaves shiver to life.

Every little stone of gravel had 17 tones of color,
And she watched as kids grew up playing on the slide,
She had gone from a girl who was lost on vacation,
To waiting and watching, because this is where they said to reunite…

All these years later, it was as if it had never even happened,
She remembered her mother’s tearful embrace and her father’s strong hug
The fountain had always been her beacon, protector, and peace,
And now she is almost an extension of its ancient wish-granting love…

Today, she rests with silver grey hairs laced into her tresses,
And the same little journal she has held for ages by this time,
She was never afraid, her soul has always found its peaceful garden
Here in the center of the chaotic smoggy city in which she presides…

The queen of this park, for this has come to be her throne,
Watcher of children, keeper of stray dogs, the one all had come to trust,
Someday, they shall chisel her sweet figure out of marble,
And she’ll keep sitting gracefully on the edge of the fountain she loved.

 

i flew too far, you flew too fast…

I flew too far, you flew too fast,
we both agreed, we’d never last,
only took a moment to turn us into the past,
costing us both a lifetime of looking back…

you chose the East, I chose the West,
seemed no point to consider a nest,
but since that day when we both left,
every view since then has been second best…

because after having such a perfect friend,
switching places, breaking each other’s winds,
can you ever fly with another again?
without all the excitement becoming pretend?

and could I have known how hard the channel’s winds would rush?…
could you have realized how deeply your heart would be crushed?
oh if we had known, even across the globe, that there was no escape…
and that hardly any one else is bold enough to fly these days..?.

well if i’m honest, i’d rather fly with you…
but you flew to the sun, and I, i flew to the moon,
it was like that dream, when you wake up too soon,
never got to resolve, never found my way back to you…

 

Majestic & glorious, the sun sinks low.

My body trembled with exhaustion
And you can’t relax on a plane
But after 3 hours of confinement,
I opened my peek-hole window again.
–
My breathe was stolen away
by a heavenly sunset’s vivid glow..
Above the smog I could finally witness
majestic & glorious, the sun sinking low..

the purple mountain horizon,
contrast crimson streaks, on golden lights
and a more wondrous, welcome back home
i could not have painted last night…

 

Oh, Ancient People

Oh hazy mountains

silhouette in the sky

that keep us surrounded

and hidden from sight

–

jagged blue zigzag

contrast a sunset of gold

God’s fingers cradle softly

as the night unfolds

—

—birds flutter and perch

dogs watch and rest

as the Mayans work

the one remnant left—

—

Oh, ancient people

so high and so mighty

with temples so regal

so much devout piety

—

women with colorful blouses

tresses black and long

from society you’ve been ousted

but I still hear the beat to your song

—

A dormant power

though you surrender this night

like a sweet taste gone sour

this people’s dignity has been resigned

—

So softly it beats

yet it still is alive

WAIT! the warriors are returning

to take for themselves their wives

—

how can they quietly surrender?

the last precious jewel that remains

this culture of splendor

descends as the day wanes

—

Oh fingers of God

reach past the mountains

touch these people and their cause

bring water to this fountain

—

with mine own eyes

I have seen the last

a glimpse from the future

at a people caught in the past

—

What splendor shines forth

from the setting sun

what radiant colors

shine from above!

—

with a weak surrender

the culture leaves

with an ever lasting impression,

the sun slowly sinks

 

Vow to the Western Skies (lyrics)

it’s easy to get caught up in..

the big new city…

it’s easy to fall in love &..

never come back home…

–

but iiiii aint a believer in…

the easiest life,

i am a believer in…

doin it right……

–

Ohhh, western skies, i vow,

you shall be mine again

& wild frontiers, i miss you…

this visit shall not be our end…

–

Cowboy hats & small towns

cattle on the side of the road

don’t worry i aint forgotten

someday, soon, i’ll come back home…

–

this i vow on the western sky

by the sun in the day

& the milky way by night,

–

this i vow on the mighty wind

which ever way it choose to blow

I will return, i vow once more,

i give my word… again

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Okay, so this is my first song, i’d been teaching myself guitar with no training material but printing off chords for about 2 months when i wrote this. so please don’t be too harsh on the criticisms. I really hope you enjoy it.

 

Eye’s of Sun-Rays

I dial his number, & want to push ‘send’

I’m trying my hardest to refrain

I can’t believe I’m falling for him

This will probably all go down the drain…

He’s sweet & he’s nice

But he’s definitely not my type

Though, now that I think twice..

I need to change my brand of ‘guy’

The particular breed of ‘conceited jerk’

Seems to be what I gravitate toward.

But obviously that really doesn’t work

It’s not what I want, looking forward

I hate to be cliché & trite

In comparing it to day & night

But I really feel my hopes arise

I really see a truth in his light

Cloudy, grey, miserable days

Can no longer suppress my joy

For I’m illuminated by dazzling rays

radiating from the eyes of that boy

I wonder about tomorrow

I wonder if maybe it will turn out

It’s like I can’t be consumed by sorrow

As long as he is around

Even if I’ve misunderstood this connection

& even if he doesn’t feel the same way toward me,

I thank God for the glimpse of that reflection

…that glimpse of lighted hope in my destiny

I guess we’ll see tomorrow

What this means today

But for now I will not sorrow

for through his eyes, shine forth sun-rays.