Let It Go - with audio

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Sleep, sleep, sleep
Silent violent dreams
In quiet murmurings keep
Awaken from thy schemes
Coffee chase the vitamins
Sink in the aspirin
Churning stomach
Headache tumult
Throbbing emotions
Reverberate
Keys in hand
Out the gate
Driving down the 405
Hollow stare
From my eyes
Seeking in
The sinking hole
Deep within
My darkened soul
Music soaring
In my ear
Foggy thoughts
Coming clear
Cold dull cloudy day
Beethoven Pathetique
Finds the way
In the head
Angry thoughts
In the heart
Hard dark shouts

No wherefores,
and never why
Hide out in a box and die
Feel not sorry for yourself

Take the fight
Down off the shelf

No my friend
Not as you suppose
Turn away now

Let it go, let it go, let it go

Soften the stance
Go slow go slow
Slowly face the friends
That you know
They are not to blame
For the trouble
And the pain
In this life one
Needn't be alone -
In the chaotic
Reds, black and brown
There is support
For you and me
A gathering of community

Ask and breath
Task receive
Try and see

Let it go, let it go, let it go

When thoughtless deed
And rage are gone
As the strength surfaces
Take courage and move on

We Two Spirits - with audio

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Precious lambs float across the sky
Loves tide awakens the sunrise
Golden lines that cannot be traced
Traveling beyond the reaches of thought
Brilliant winds speeding, height and depth
We two spirits, hearts joining
Melting with each breath

To live Again - with audio

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The golden rolling, journeying ball

Rolls along, rolls along

Silently leaving

All behind, all behind

I wish to catch it, to hold it still

Somehow I know, I never will

Never will, hold it still

The leaves of the trees

Pile ever higher, ever higher

The winds blow the ball

That I cannot catch

Evermore, evermore beyond my reach

A thousand places, a thousand times

Falling farther, and further behind

Yet I cannot end my search

For ambition drives the climb

Seeking out a better perch, a better perch

Till mine eyes may see so well

To watch that ball roll over, over the hill

Stepping off the running treadmill

Knowing that the game once played

Has been played, been played so well

To escape that dreary cell

The place of fire, the place of hell

Then to live again as was meant

By the love of the Lily spent

To find the lamb, the lamb who went

To his heaven's gate, his heaven's high

There, to contemplate with affection

His tattered bride, his tattered bride