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Lush forest trees are hacked down every day,
For human gain that shows me disrespect,
But toxic mindsets have a price to pay,
When climate change disasters take effect.

With soaring carbon gasses on the rise,
My tears fall on the earth as acid rain,
Loud storms on swelling oceans are my cries,
Wild forest fires my raging, burning pain.

It's not too late for man to save the globe,
But mankind is a greedy, selfish beast,
Reluctant when there's remedies to probe,
Before the population lies deceased.

The warnings that I give your world Take Heed !
My name is Mother Nature, yours is Greed.

Rain and wind in my face,
Thunder above the masts.
You happened to me
Like a storm to a ship.
I don't know what comes next...

Will I be broken by grief,
Or will I dissolve in my life.
I'm both scared and happy,
Like that ship,
Which is still alive

I don't have any regret
We have suddenly met
You was my best mistake
And I'm not afraid
To lose you now

Golden letters swirl along, their magickal energies mingling
Dancing, twirling, pirouetting to the piper's melodies
On the breath of air that captivating one poised quill
Of the wordsmith as it stands poignantly to attention
Language clear and consicely woven to their new ability
Words weighted and whispers yearning to be heard
A sound that is half-spoken, softly sung, knowing that
What's been written has been done to the extremes of
The quill that screams as it stresses the powerful strain
Of Magic within its power, and all it needs is a finishing touch
Where the rhymes can speak for themselves, emphasizing, Hot
Too much?

As the piper concludes his Scottish tracks,
The words form a message saying 'God has got your back'
Diplomacy in the art of tact, security in knowing that
Mingling energies coinsided, work together, not trying to hide it
The words themselves know what to do, its about piecing together
Chips and part of the puzzles that fall on through
But as the feathered quill darts and trusts in the innate gift
That doesn't collect more dust, the enigmatic inspiration of
Introspection that pours through this stanza thus, has
Powered many that drink the potions of collected lust
And by the darkness of the sky itself, the piper has laid down
His pipes to respect the health of the listeners that do connect

To retain a sense of peace within the air from which,
The dead, they call, simply to encourage, uplift and help us all
The last position recalled on the listening ear,

But not everyone will hear the sound of the pipes far and wide, transported back to the days of depression, poverty and when times were hard
From the days when one could hear the music from their own
Backyard
From when one could rest easy and leave the window open for the music to drift in, and answers could be found in the silence from when spirit whispered memories bathed in love
Silent messages that came in on the wings of a white dove

That brought in the symbolism of peace and a trusted source
Of a lesson in life, not knowing the consequences of what was wrought, the pain and the hurt from that lesson was taught
And in the silence, the answers were sought, in that one memory, life was indeed, caught, but if it weren't for us listeners
Then it would've been all for naught

Sharing an appetizer and a desert with a friend
Cheesy Mozzarella Twists and Cinnamon Sugar Doh Rings
And a wish the Packers would have a good end
Where is the sugar on the donuts, should have gotten Saucy Bone-In Wings
Playing trivia and pool on the electronic device on the table
Having a Coke because there was no Mello Yello
I would have gone to a movie instead if I was able
Stuffed in like sardines next to a lonely older fellow
Got a replacement for the sugarless donuts
No extra charge for the new ones from our waiter guy
They still had about half the sugar I wanted, which was nuts
Next time I'll order the Mountain High Mud Pie!

your curls wrap down
in the season of the sun
oh I been waiting, waiting
so long, so long baby
angel dance for me
slow movement in the dark
feel you drawin' a breath
come ride with me, ride with me
been a long time, long time
sugar time sweet
come shut the door
for the night
now you feel its right
I know the rain come down
it come pouring down
washed my blues away
washed my blues away

Once I was an earthly man standing on my own. I thought I just had everything, but yet I stood alone. I had my car, My money, I had my family too. Just one thing I didn't know the devil had me too, He helped me lie, he helped me cheat and steal. He helped me do those earthly things in hopes to make a deal.
Then some people sent my God, showed me where I stood, I would not listen to what they said. I thought I was just too good. But when I was down and left all alone I remembered what God's people said and how to get along, I had to come to the cross just as Jesus did and asked the Lord to forgive my sins just so I could live.
Now I walk and talk with my Lord. Every single day and he gives me what I need when I humble myself and pray.

When I listen to the sounds of rain,
I can hear a music of peace.
It whispers to me as if -
"All will be over again"
I will listen to the music of rain
And its water,
Coming from heaven,
Flow through my hands.
There always comes a sunrise
After any sunset.
Let every destiny be blessed
Just listen to the music of rain

I am the story that they'll tell!,
Made of pain!,
Spit out of Hell!, -
On my way!,
Thought you already knew?!,
Yeah, who I am?!,
I might be you?!, ---

-"Well, maybe not?!",
"Because you seem to feel things!" ---

(puh, puh, puh, puh, puh,)
Pushing on!
Wearing that smile?!,
It's you or me, babe?!,
Let's see who walks out of here alive?!, -
To be alive!,
What thrill is that?!,
Yeah, who to live for?!,
Is that a fact?!, ---

-"Well, maybe not?!",
"Because you seem to love things!" ---

(woo, woo, woo, woo, woo,)
Willing to survive!,
On these cold, hard streets!,
People step to the side!,
When they see you or me!, -
And the story that they'll tell!,
And about me they'll say?!,
As poor Hell got lonely!,
And wanted me back to play!, ---

-"Well, maybe not?!",
"Because you seem to need things?!",

May the tickboxes in your wishlist
be greatly reduced this coming new year...
May it be more bountiful
with what is genuinely best for you,
as your wellbeing is
precious & most dear ...
And may your life be in an even better place
with whoever & wherever
towards your destiny
the winds of fate will steer ....
All these and more,
I wish for you ... with intentions
wellmeant ... heartfelt ... and sincere ...

Love comes in many forms
Be it love for the sun, the moon and stars
Some love their cars

We are blessed with unconditional love from The great I AM
who also creates spectacular sunsets.
And for some their beloved pets

Many of us love the arts, be it painting, writing, music, song and dance
We come here to enjoy them all, whilst seeking the one that will fulfil our desire for companionship, fun and true romance

May you all be blessed enough to be loved and to love in return