the time to look into
the heart of a flower,
it opened up a whole
new world... as if a
window had been opened
to let in the sun.
-Princess Grace of Monaco
Love...Thy Will Be Done
Love, thy will be done
I can no longer hide
I can no longer run
no longer can I resist
your guiding light
that gives me the power to keep up the fight
Love, thy will be done
since I have found you my life has just begun
and I see all of your creations as one perfect complex
no one more beautiful or special than the next
we are all blessed and wise to accept
thy will, love, be done
love, thy will be mine
and make me strive for the glorious and divine
I couldn't be more satisfied
even when there's no peace outside my window
there's peace inside
and that's why I no longer run
love, thy will be done.
-a song by Martika
winter ...'78
in snowfall-
a still wind passes
and snowflakes
are covering me
as if i am a mountain
but i am walking-
with my eyelids heavy
from the snow
there is a peaceful sound
to my walk,
and i am almost in rhythm
with this quiet storm
-Cyndi Lauper
He pressed. He grew.
He gave even when it hurt.
He celebrated his competencies and he turned his
failures into opportunities.
He cared, he reached, climbed and enjoyed his view.
He played as hard as he worked.
He listened.
He laughed, rested, and learned to give comfort.
He moved with strength, touched with passion and he
overcame obstacles.
He lived with intention.
-Mary Anne Radmaches-Hershey
Your Truth of Me
There's not a day that I walk through
that the dream doesn't shatter,
That I don't tread upon the shards,
re-bleeding the wounds of yesterday,
ripping nagging new ones. I walk the razor edge and
Stand again in ritual before the mirror of truth.
It is tarnished and stained by sins long forgotten,
and those painfully new. I turn and face the mirror,
the image skewed and twisted by cracks
Wrought from my own hands, smashed in willful
knowledge,
Scraped slowly by a manipulous mind. Every day facing
the horror,
And tears run down afresh at the sight of the me that
you carry with
You in your memories.
Moon encircles. Dawn breaks.
And again I tread the shards on tender-healed feet.
-Melissa
(not my sister)
Silent Cries, 1994
The cries of my unborn child echo through
my mind like silent whispers from the heavens.
The cries call out my name,
screaming, yearning for my touch;
as I reach out my hands the cries stop.
The silence envelopes my every thought,
my every fantasy; I cannot dream without the cries.
So I begin a search of my soul looking for the cries,
searching my whole being as I begin
to hear the cries whispering.
The cries so faint, so distant sounding,
as if out of my reach.
My heart is broken, my soul is in turmoil
over the silent whispers from the heavens.
The cries of my unborn child echo through my soul
forever.
-Gissella Carradero
The World is Stone
Stone, the world is stone
It's no trick of the light
It's hard on the soul
Stone, the world is stone
Cold to the touch
And hard on the soul
In the grey of the streets
In the neon unknown
I look for a sign
That I'm not on my own
That I'm not here alone
As the still of the night
And the choke of the air
And the winners' delight
And the losers' despair
Closes in left and right
I would love not to care
Stone, the world is stone
From a faraway look
Without stars in my eyes
Through the halls of the rich
And the flats of the poor
Wherever I go
There's no warmth anymore
There's no love anymore
So I turn on my heels
I'm declining the fall
I've had all I can take
With my back to the wall
Tell the world I'm not in
I'm not taking the call
Stone, the world is stone
But I saw it once
With the stars in my eyes
When each colour rang out
In a thunderous chrome
It's no trick of the light
I can't find my way home
In a world of stone.
-a song sung by Cyndi Lauper
©1992
HEAVY SMILE
Little china doll hovers high above
Temporary wings, manacles of love
Psychic buttercup, silently she beams
From a gorgeous rage, a progeny of dreams
Sacred need left you writhing in the golden mile
You were born to bleed
And you wear it like a Heavy Smile
Flying mental kites, cripple queen of tears
Orphan satellite, prisoner of fear
Will you go insane, twisting in the wind
Open up a vein and fly, it's a.
Sacred need left you writhing in the golden mile
You were born to bleed
And you wear it like a Heavy Smile
Dancing a shotgun ballet, subpoenaed away
A giggling muse whispered the good news
A collar of pearls, hold on lucky girl
A violet haze, whatever you do, whatever you say
Sacred need left you writhing in the golden mile
You were born to bleed, and you wear it like a Heavy
Smile
Tragic butterfly, beauty's not immune
Doubts her gift to fly, still feels the cocoon
Do you dare to dream of a heedless day
Blissful to ignore, away, It's a .
Sacred need left you writhing in the golden mile
You were born to bleed
And you wear it like a Heavy Smile
-a song by Jane Child
HIGH
Beautiful dawn - lights up the shore for me.
There is nothing else in the world,
I'd rather wake up and see (with you).
Beautiful dawn - I'm just chasing time again.
Thought I would die a lonely man, in endless night.
But now I'm high; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remembered me.
Beautiful dawn - melt with the stars again.
Do you remember the day my journey began?
Will you remember the end (of time)?
Beautiful dawn - You're just blowing my mind again.
Thought I was born into endless night, until you shine.
High; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.
Will you be my shoulder when I'm grey and older?
Promise me tomorrow starts with you,
Getting high; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.
-James Blunt (from the CD Back to Bedlam)
Just Showed Up For My Own Life
(a song by Sara Groves)
Spending my time sleep walking
Moving my mouth but not saying a thing
Hoping the changes would take by working their way from the outside in
I was in love with an idea
Preoccupied with how a life should appear
Spending my time at the surface repairing the holes in the shiny veneer
There are so many ways to hide
There are so many ways not to feel
There are so many ways to deny what is real
And I just showed up for my own life
And I'm standing here taking it in and it sure looks bright
I'm going to live my life inspired
Look for the holy in the common place
Open the windows and feel all that's honest and real until I'm truly amazed
I'm going to feel all my emotions
I'm going to look you in the eyes
I'm going to listen and hear until it's finally clear and it changes our lives
There are so many ways to hide
There are so many ways not to feel
There are so many ways to deny what is real
And I just showed up for my own life
And I'm standing here taking it in and it sure looks bright
Oh the glory of God is man fully alive
Oh the glory of God is man fully alive
There are so many ways to hide
There are so many ways not to feel
There are so many ways to deny what is real
And I just showed up for my own life
And I'm standing here taking it in and it sure looks bright