One of my friends had suffered pain And met with a terrible fate, Because some careless person Went out and left open the gate.
Oh, dip my emptied life into that ocean,
plunge it into the deepest fullness.
Let me for once feel that lost sweet touch
in the allness of the universe.
Once upon a time
A girl with moonlight in her eyes Put her hand in mine
And said she loved me so
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright
From the dark jungle as a tiger bright,
Form from the viewless Spirit leaps to light.
Teach me the ways of hope,
reminding me that what seems impossible,
may yet be achieved.
The flowers have tender little souls. That love, rejoice, aspire.
If we journey back 4000 years to ancient Egypt,
hieroglyphics show the story of the bee’s life.
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
Let us remain together still,
Then it will be GOOD night
Worry is like a distant hill
We glimpse against the sky,
We wonder how we ever will
Get up a hill so high.
How stern are the woes of the desolate mourner
As he bends in still grief o’er the hallowed bier,