Waves…
Come and go…
Like day and night…
Out of mind, out of sight…
A lot of words are left to say…
They come back to me in a dazzling echo…
The mountain still stands still…
While the river is long gone…
To join into the ocean…
To be the next wave…
Comes and goes…
The wave…

The Calling

Fresh breeze flowing in my hair
And I quite close my eyes

I see a little boy with a dream in his eye
I see a young man with zeal in his style
I see an old man with a sweet little smile
As the breeze flows into my life

Brilliant sun finally opens my eyes
And with a solemn gaze
Quietly melts the ice

The dewdrops lie around me
Frozen rocks surround me
Lotus blossoms in a muddy pond
Don’t know why I feel this bond

Water falls in waterfalls
Never rests her graceful waltz
Always flowing, never halts
Sketching joy, never false

As water falls on my solemn brow
And I quietly close my eyes

I see a new world where friends meet again
Sing songs full of joy and dance in the rain
Like bluebirds flying with their heads held high

To newer lands, and they know just why.

Lets go
To this house
Where the streets are full of cows
They move in
To the groove, just let it loose
My friend you needn’t try so hard
To prove it

I know
Of a roof
Where the stars are caught
in a fishing loop
They’re movin to the groove,
you sit around while
you choose to brood

Lets go
Dive in to the jive, and try your best to
come alive and
Let go
Of all the things you know
Of all the things that are black and all the white