Pieces of Faith/Songs of Love

NEW THOUGHTS   
 
A kind gentle thought  
Precedes a kind thoughtful act,    
To Live in Faith requires only a true belief,    
And its' rewards are Truth, Love, and Sincerity
Judgment is certain and  
The acceptance of Christ    
Determines the Name of your Fate.    
To walk in Faith  
Is a commitment to Life,  
For an Act of Faith is its' own Reward;    
A kind thoughtful Act,    
Born of a Kind Gentle Thought. 

 
THE  RENDEZVOUS

The sun gone dark.
The leaves blown dry.
The faded stars,
Our love is gone.
The emptiness of vanished dreams;
The happy times,
Oh, well, it seems.
The winter snow,
That chills gray bones.
I held you tight,
Farewell to night,
Our love is gone.


DAWN   
 
The first rays of sunlight streaked across the heavens,    
Bursting the shadow of darkness.   
The stars slowly faded as the sky turned deep blue.    
The birds began to sing, and reach out for the veils of light.  
The flowers opened their pedals and seemed to stretch for more life giving rays.    
As I stood there in sheer amazement,  I could see the sea below,    
And a great blanket of diamonds unfold upon it.    
For there before my eyes was the most beautiful sight  I had ever seen.    
Then a slight chill came over me,   
For I knew I was in the presence of God.    
For this was as it was in the beginning. 


TO   BE   A   CHILD   AGAIN   

Oh, to be a child again.    
To run with the wind;     
To smile with the sun;    
To cry in my mothers arms.   
To believe again,    
In all those childhood dreams.  
To wish upon a star;    
To pray once again;    
Knowing your prayers will be answered.    
Then- I wouldn't know- about...    
Millions starving!  
I wouldn't know- about...  
Wars!    
I wouldn't care-  about...   
Dying!    
Oh God, if we could all be children again. 


SING   MY   SONG 

I need to sing a song of love 
To feel Melodic Notes slip from my lips, 
And caress my soul. 
The rhythm beats a path toward my heart, 
Filling each part, with sweet timbre. 
I need to feel a part of that song; 
Included by the simple act of needing 
Sing My Song. 
Can you feel the vibrant strains, that echo ever so softly, 
Reaching out to be heard?           


A  SPECIAL  MORNING   (DAWN REVISED)
 
Watching the sparkling diamonds 
Dance across the deep blue water at morning. 
The sun arising to the enchanting song of distant birds, 
Puts me in a mellow mood. 
Standing on the edge of secret desires. 
Alone at dawning. 
The sun rises to kiss the sky, 
As a nearby  little cloud blushes with embarrassment. 
I turn to bid my final farewell, 
As the sweet breath of Mother Nature's admirers, 
Blend with the cool breeze, caressing all of my senses. 
Now I think of love, 
Warm and wondrous as this, 
Special morning. 


WITHOUT   FAITH   
 
We live each day dying.  
Knowing that this second Is lost forever.   
Knowing but still disbelieving   
That this awareness is not eternal.   
Afraid to think of death.   
One second experiencing all the joys   
Of the living,  
And in another instant, just a memory.   
Everyone must die,   
But where is the comfort in that company?    
Justifying - rationalizing, and yet,    
Still fearing.    
The minute of birth    
Triggers the clock of death,    
And no matter how slowly those hands move,    
The reaper is always there;    
The specter of the inevitable.    
Oh God!  What  is FAITH?



WAYNE, DARRELL AND JEFFERY  

In my solitude, years melt away.
Well before the war, days of innocents,
Play like a kaleidoscope.
Each turn bringing new experiences,
To old memories.

I recall being younger than my years.
The leader of the best football and baseball teams.
Wayne, Darrell and Jeffery, the heart and soul.
My young warriors, brothers, cousins.
Mischievous, richly loved.

Musketeers, whether swimming, fishing,
Or taking on adventurous treks through the woods.
We drank the sweet milk of life.
It was truly the best of times.

We traveled on the distant horizon
Of a child's imagination,
Our memories are like hallowed ground,
Cherish them, keep them groomed.
Respect those who reside there.
Never, never, let it go.     
          
 
SING  ME  A  SONG

Sing me a song, 
A happy song.
To feel the true meaning of love.
Include a line of needing, 
Echoing softly in time.
Sing me a song, with gracious, 
Commanding, lusty rhyme.



TO   RICKY

I sing you a sweet song, dear brother,
As I sang when you were one.
A lullaby to soothe you;
A kiss upon your gentle eyes.

I remember that special moment, 
When you hugged me,
When I came home from the WAR.
You said you were so proud of me, but,
It was I who was proud of you!

And, oh how I smiled the first time,
I saw you play ball.
You loaded the bases just for me;
Grinned, then struck out the side.

The changes you undertook, at manhood,
Were difficult for me to understand,
'Cause you were still my baby brother;
Not this handsome young man.

So in your darkest hour,
When the sunlight no longer shines,
My heart is caressed by the knowledge,
That you were coming home.

So, I sing a sweet song, dear brother,
As I sang when you were one.
A lullaby to soothe you;
A kiss upon your gentle eyes.


A  POEM  FOR  THE  CHRISTIANS

You call me a sinner because I don't go to church -
Why don't you tell me which one is worse --
A Zen follower who tells the truth --
Or a Christian minister who steals your loot.
Now there's good and bad, in all walks of life,
But to sell God, like a car, just ain't right.
But everyday you suckers go on believing,
That bullshit the minister's reading.
He says Black is wrong and women belong at home.
He says "Give 'cause I'm in need",
When it's just his damned greed.
The pastor drives a Caddie, Rolls or Benz,
But what about you and your friends?
You can't afford the ride, much less the clothes.
Does old "Rev" know something you don't know?
Yeah, he knows a sucker is born every minute,
It's his church and you are in it.
He says, "it's for God", 
But I don't see God getting any.
This joke has been perpetrated on too many,
So the next time a "Christian" says I'm going to Hell,
And shoves a Bible in my face,
I'll say "Where's that Christian trait?
Where's the understanding and Christian love?  
Where's the light from above?"
I don't believe any man's interpretation of the 
"What God said...
And truth is, none of 'em were too smart,
'Cause they're all dead.



CONGRATULATIONS

Forty years of marriage, you must be out of your mind,
For true love like that is so very hard to find.
But, when you do it God's Way, as you two have done,
You took your vows seriously and became truly one.

What you've accomplished, can't be beat.
So congratulations on this wonderful feat.
Continue to follow the words from The Son,
And next year make it a glorious forty-one.


I  WISH  I  KNEW 
 
I wish I knew a pretty song, that I could sing for you. 
Some special words of love and joy, so we could start anew. 
I wish I knew a story, to tell you every night. 
A sweet romantic story, to make your heart feel light. 
I wish I could write a poem, a verse to make you see, 
That you mean more than the world, and all it holds for me. 
I wish I knew what I could do, to make you feel this love for me,
That I've always felt for you. 


GUARDIAN  ANGEL 
 
His immaculate innocence, His never seen pain. 
Too young to know the hatred, Too young to understand. 
A world he left too early, 
Given wings before he could fly. 
An angel ascended into heaven, 
A tear in his mother's eye. 
He shines with every sunrise, His eyes are the clear blue sky. 
He's a gentle breeze that blows through me, 
As if he'd never said good-bye. 
So until we meet again, sweet brother, 
And  please believe that we will, 
Keep on shining, as you would have here 
And be with me 'till time stands still. 



TELL  ME  WHAT  YOU  SEE
 
Look into my eyes, my friend, 
Tell me what you see. 
Can you tell how high my spirits are? 
Your gaze has captured me. 
Listen to my words, my friend. 
Tell me what you hear. 
They come from deep within my heart, 
As I force away a tear. 
Reach out and touch my hand, my friend. 
Your warmth will set me free. 
Look into my eyes, my friend. 
And remember what you see.


LOVE  POEM  FOR  SUSAN 

Become mine for one special moment 
So I can hold you, caress you, in endless time. 
You, giving all there is to give, 
And me, taking your precious gifts; 
Slowly enriching them with the sweet 
Nectar of Love. 
Encircling them with a new embracing of warm desires. 
My mind, a body becoming enslaved to you, 
For loving is bonded chains of fulfillment. 
Lasting links can only be joined when two beings 
Grasp the universal inner world, 
Where it is more important to touch,  
To excite, to love simply, to be alive. 
Love is not being free of mind. 
Love is wanting, giving, sharing. 
It is the essence of life. 
"The  need." 
The longing, the unexpected crisis,  
The  lonely moments, as true as the need of 
A  newborn. 
For the warmth of its mother's breast. 
As I need you.