| Stepping
Stones
How deep
are the chords
that reach into our deepest accords
is a band that moves us into harmony
reaching perfection or touching our perfection
are they moving us in their rhythm, or
moved by hearing our rhythm
what is the magic ring, a thing
what is the magic
ring
Is a band's
tightness, an aid
to releasing the grip we hold ourselves in
a beat out of step with a dance we all know
but
made difficult by the cold, to step into its flow
We dream
but rarely wake
to find the stream, but we must dream
to free the damns, doubts, and don'ts
that hold us all back
We two
step or four step or twelve step
but it's the one step
that is sent through, through knowing that you are true
to you
then all steps or stones are used
as stepping stones
Notes
that make life a stage, on which we may
hit the highs and lows, without
missing the universal beat, of
an organ we play together
we feel the same pulse
that is the source
of our rhythm
our
hearts
10/06/01
|
..
he
could find himself
or he could find someone else
He thought
it was about 10 o'clock
He can see it all perfectly now
it was invisible to him until then
visible now that it isn't within his view
His view,
his vision is all he knew
and he knew everything within that view
until he was awakened anew
to a room without "you"
Out of
his sight, out of his might, now he could see
as the door closed, the rooms emptied
the channels that he used, he now knew he abused
his new found I sight, now turned on him
replaying for him, a review
of
what he didn't see
himself
What is
it that he now knew. What he hadn't known
what he once had
now he dreams, for the days, in the nights
of
past, dream days, many days too late
As the
door closed, he locked it
now only he had the key
to all that he valued
now he had completed his control
and
he was amazed at what he couldn't see before
and
what he could see after
Yesterday
he could fill every room
every conversation, even quote from everything
ever wrote
Today he sits alone in his control room
past slips, he never saw as slides
he always took his side
Inside,
he sits alone, deliberating, liberating living
how will he stand it
he could call on himself
or someone else
to fill this room
to fill this room
he could find himself
or
he could find someone else
3/12/01 |