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angel dear angel leave me in this cold let me die in shame angel leave me dead as the blizzard sufficates my lungs sweet angel for i deserve this pain you put me through angel let me die in the rain as snow tears fall from my face the angel lifts me up in sweet embrace boy i can not let you die god loves you tonight sleep till the light boy then god will guide your way

Weave a path into the stream.
Hypnotise the stream with the rhythms of your gait.
You become the water in it's essence,
experience your limits as the part is to the whole.
Hologrammatica.
Where the elements meet,
Your tears cry into Yourself,
You cry into the air,
and I meet You again.

I walk to a hilltop in the deepest part of night.
Saturate my being with the dark violet petals of air,
breathe myself out to it.
That chill defines the stream,
as the wet defines the cup of heaven,
and You meet me again.

We dance with the moon.
Lilt and sway in unison and in time.
I cause You to trough and froth where the ocean meets solid ground.
You wave joyously into me.
Rise, fall, rage, wave.
And I meet You again.

The night skies was without a single star
voices from beside me seem miles away
confussion was etched on my weary face
only my voice i hear in this deserted cave.

I searched the earth far & wide
voyaging the deep blue waters without focus
my ship forced through the stormy tides
but in the middle of sea,it lost it's course.

With hands akimbo,i sat on deck
if it ends here,which story will i tell
the thought gave me a sweaty neck
but just then,the lord himself appeared.

What i've always searched for was within me
waitin earnestly for me to call on Him
& just as he spoke,i found relief
the pang in me suddenly lost it's grip
He commanded the winds to fill my sail
& as he left,He Said 'i'll be with you always'.

Between two clouds below, gently it sliced the air as it fell
Christmas snowflake it became as history proclaims
three nails a hammer then a "Cross" in the land
the thorn bleeds as it rests.....after all had been thought.

Streets in jubilee across the road's tiny Tim
innocent, of a scrooge holding love....not within
no day's will be lost in the visit's he had
just his fear of the present, an the He, he forsake.

To the ground that flake fell
as it stood on glow and rode the brite of Christmas lights
the others.....they melted
disappeared, they took flight

That Magical snowflake shapes as it falls
Christmas...it's here, here too fast for us all
your day will it be and your mind will it see
the hammer an nails and the "Cross" on the land~


~Bentlee~

*Act 1*

Deep within a green hued carvern
I came to be
In a nightmare's tavern

Unsure the path that led me here
I cringe knowing that evil's near
I feel it in my blood and bone
within this hollow, a great unknown

This place I'll paint my best for you
but when I speak, you'll doubt it's true
Enlightened with lit torch in hand
The walls limestone, and a floor of sand

The sky I see cannot be seen
nothing in sight, could be viewed serene
Ahead, water falls to sorrowing depression
Rythmically rises, and then to recession

Whatever's behind is quite unclear
upon my neck, a breath I fear
Never will I dare to look,
for when I tried, the whole place shook.

To the side, a tunnel, not much wider than I
"Hello?", I scream, and an echo reply.
The other, a vast wall of carving
a soul-like image, that appears to be starving

Perhaps I'll carve my name in stone
for my fate now, is surely known

Down the tunnel, I walk
arms out, nails to chalk
Claw, I must, into the wall
to hold my step, without a fall

And dripping down upon my head,
luke warm drops, a crimson red.
Racing down and in my eye,
I let loose, a painful cry.

Falling to my knees...............

*End Act 1*

THE NORTH

Winter has once again returned to the north
The lakes have become a solid sheet of frozen ice
Cold bitter winds blow
Snow covers the lake in a blanket white
As thousand of twinkling stars scatter the distance sky
The northern lights dance so gracefully
Than as quick as they appeared
They disappear into the darkness of the night
Icicles hang from the cabin roofs
Painted snow flakes upon the window pane
Each one so perfect and unique in every way
The beauty of this land is
Truly a piece of art
Painted by the hand of the Master him self


Written by
Dorothy Calvert
Copyrights ©

"When nothing is done,
nothing is left undone." - Lao-tzu


A pale moment breathes
an unvoiced song-
eternally repeating itself,
eternally renewed.

Formless as the sky,
light within light
whistles through the trees
filling earth’s chalice-
the emptiness inside
is all there is
of everything.

You look for it
there is nothing to see;
you listen for it
there is nothing to hear.
Draw near,
there is no shape;
observe it,
there is no ending.
When you use it,
it is inexhaustible.

You can't know it,
you can only be it.

my friends you see im a man my heart feels don't misunderstand im just doing all i can justmejohn doing my best in this world of great design its time for to show my heart is pure but i have been torn so many new things for me to learn its justmejohn riding along the edge of are greatest minds

Empty or dark or nothing or cold
One Spin left, another…another…
Gravitation!

Matter was born
Laws, rules, Algorithm –God
Cosmo creation.

oh great god,
hear what I can not utter
take what I can not think
my soul's supplications
for those thoughts I might

pray that I am able to
always be comfortable in
the ways I take from others

I pray now that
I only oppress those that
I do not know
and have no care for

lord, let me usurp
from those who are
my enemies and
defeat my conscience
from robbing of my rest

noble lord provide
this land that
I may blanche its life
and fatten my desires
on the soil's alters

let my neighbor gall
at my accumulation
of your holy creations
so that I see his ire

and when time comes
let me end his offense
and release him to
your heavenly care

for all these blessings
I most humbly prey
upon your better nature
to keep me and mine

© agoodguy2have 2011-01-17