When I see you

When I see you
and you take me through
the crooked and narrow
and make me fly
straight as an arrow
Then the flight is joy
Giving me hope for tomorrow
and today easing away sorrow
Giving me a dream and future
Helping me suit her
and her for me
So we can be
together
Birds of a feather
The eagle and the dove
There is no greater love
For three in  one
How the wool is spun
Giving tenor to the snowy white clouds
that around your bear shoulders is a shroud
Giving warmth to the vows

Take care

Take care

for decisions you can not change

Some things will remain strange

to you

Take care

for the day is long

God helps you sing your song

he whispers to you

Take care

for the error is repeated

in the wake of lies the truth has retreated

to come back another day

Have compassion

for to love is beautiful and free

Proclain your love on bended knee

and give without reservation

Have faith

for God knows your heart

At the end we are back at the start

of lifes' journey

Have courage

for the race is not always to the swift

nor the battle to the strong

but the kingdom is for the meek

Be true

for you shall then know all

Listen for the soft gentle call

for he speaks to you

Be grand

for then you shall have a place to stand

even though you may be little

none shall take the place of you

Be good

for then all shall be as it should

The tree is safe in the wood

which stands true and straight

The white dove

Summer leaves.
Autumn comes.
The dry leaves
on the ground are scattered
by the wind, the hot dry wind.
Tears drop.
Drip down to the corner of my
lip. Clowns cry when the circus passes by
your town.
The fruits of loneliness are bitter and dry.
The years of aloneness drag on by.
The agonising passing of each moment in exile from another person,
leaves one bereft of joy and needing so much to be loved.
By someone, anyone with a genuine heart.
The world needs so much a someone with a genuine love.
The coming down of the spirit like a pure white dove.
Anointing him. Resting on him. Indwelling in him.
Taking away the vestments, if any, of sin.

Ownership

I am his yet he does not own me
I bow down to him yet he does not control me
He created me yet he set me free
To be with him is to be loved yet I have not seen him
I give to him all I have yet I came from nothing
He is ever-present yet intangible and elusive
I lay down my life for him yet he raises me up again
He is light and no darkness is in him
He is supreme beauty yet to see him causes trembling
He is the world and everything in it and we are one
.

Song : You can tell

C                                 Am

You can tell from the eyes

Whether happy and wise

You can tell from the smile

If your time is worth while

D                           F

Give time to your friends

Try to make amends

E

For your sin

C                                 Am

You can tell from the heart

Whether good and smart

You can tell you can tell

Your coin is in the wishing well

D                           F

Give time to your friends

Try to make amends

E

For your sin

.

Sadness Silent Spring

The sadness of a man who knows that his life is torture
No wife or son or nephew or daughter
For what intransigence he does not understand
What can a traveller own in a foreign land
The government or his friends he can not trust
A life not worth trying
Only left the option of dying
And suddenly in the street, a strangers' smile
And I realise that I will be happy in a while
With Life worth the risk
And Love, of coarse, not to be missed
.

Even the Heart

Even an organ as strong as the heart
cannot survive when left apart
from the comfort of friends and lovers
How oh how will my heart recover
Stillness too soon in the night
I toss and turn in the pale moon-light
I am hot, bothered and can not sleep
I have not slept a wink in weeks
When will the light shine
When will you, love, be mine
Although I can not own you
I only want some-one true
to be with
share my wit
and get it
If only I had you by my side
always to be with, to let me ride
I have always wanted some-one like you
If only those times I had been good
Then maybe things would have turned out as they should
If only I had been better behaved and thought
Things might have been as God has wrought
And God forgive me my sins and tresspasses
I am a minnow and fingerling and wrasse
But a fish I remain
In the water I stay
In the fluid that saves
And one day to fly
a sparkle in Gods eye
And Jesus my friend,
our lives together never to end
.