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For together we came in your name.
We worship here to honor YOU.
All things are put aside you have
made us complete and new.
You are always there for us if we
just ask You to.
Church can be anywhere we assemble
together in HIS name.
For we praise HIM in our place.
We praise HIM in prayer wherever
we are we stop and let HIM know
HE is loved by us.
For Lord thank you for bringing
us together in this place to
represent you in honor.
Thank you Father

Off we went through the woods at a rapid pace
"Hurry, hurry," she kept saying as we almost raced
For someone so short she was mighty fast
The trees seemed a bit strange, not sure what it was
Then it hit me, the leaves were all blue in colour
I was just about to ask her about this when she stopped
Lifted her head and started sniffing, just like an animal
"Up tree here," she said, "quickly you climb up."
In this place with all I've seen, not going to argue
Up I climbed and I'll tell you at my age it's not easy
Then I heard it, funny snuffling type noises coming
Couldn't see it yet but after what I'd seen I worried
Oh boy! the smell hit me, no wonder she was sniffing
Disgusting, foul evil stench of dirty unwashed bodies
What was coming and I thought are we high enough
There it was, they looked like wild bristly boars
But on their backs, riding, were what looked like monkeys
"Very dangerous,"she whispered, "but no can climb tree
Eat your heart, is best part for them, leave rest."
That was enough for me, I wanted to go home real bad
After a while, she thought it was safe to go on
We walked down a hill and came to a small river
"Wait, here the river is full of catfish, first scare them."
Catfish? why would I be scared of them, caught plenty before
Then I saw them, good grief they were literally catfish
Like a giant cat head on a fish tail, and those teeth
She scared them off by beating the water with a big stick
"Quick now cross before they come back, have nasty bites."
Cross we did quickly and carried on downhill
Soon I could hear voices coming from a village up ahead
As we entered what I saw shocked, well stunned me actually
Such a variety, we were met by a four eyed orangutan
He walked up and said, "I am Gatang, welcome to Raghokuith."




(monkeys riding boars)



(catfish)



(Gatang)

Look above – see how beautiful is the starfall,
Look above – see how beautiful is this white moon,
See how beautiful are these white clouds,
Put the head on my shoulder, stop frownin',
Wish that all the stars and moon, and night were yours.
Oh, how beautiful are these white clouds,
Put the head on my shoulder, stop frownin',
Wish that all the stars and moon, and night were yours.

Look above – see how beautiful is this rainbow,
Look above – see how nice this rose color becomes it,
See how beautiful, rays are so beautiful,
Put the head on my shoulder, stop scowlin',
Wish that all the colors of rainbow were yours.
Oh, how beautiful, rays are so beautiful,
Put the head on my shoulder, stop scowlin',
Wish that all the colors of rainbow were yours.

Look above – see how beautiful is this love,
Oh how beautiful that this love needs to be cherished,
Just to think of it is so beautiful,
Put the head on my shoulder and promise give,
That you’ll love me forever in this life, my baby.
Oh, to think of it is so beautiful,
Put the head on my shoulder and promise give,
That you’ll love me forever in this life, my baby.

Look above – see how beautiful is the starfall!

You are far but I feel u breath
You are far but I feel u close,
I never saw you in real
But I feel I know you
For long time ago.
You are there
But I feel you near me.
You are my sun in the morning,
And the moon in the night.

to cherish a moment,
is to hold something,
dear,
in your heart,
like in life
it lives with you,
the angel hom i cherish,
is my mother,
who in every day believes in me,
no matter,
what wrongs i do,
this angel lives with me,
all of my life,
my mother

In spring the wind will rustle
And old leaves will tussle
Over the still bare ground
The smell of decay all around
Once when things started to thaw
Then the smell of apple blossoms is raw
Filling the air, swirling around as one
Tinges of pinks and whites are spun
Where new leaves and light begun
To sparkle like jades and jewels
I wait for those first orioles
And their short little chortles
Chirps and quick eyes as they hop
From branch to branch would plop
Pecking away at some unseen pray
Flying so effortlessly for awhile
Makes me marvel in triumphant style

Love's food tonight? - the substance of your caress; -
If substance abuse, - then guilty - I confess!
Not much that I can say - so please take heed -
Your female essence - is the substance of my need.

I sometimes kiss when to a kiss responded
(Not that we much before long corresponded)
In the old days - when meeting at a pub
Then mutual trust was considered good enough.

What can I say? At twenty and at thirty
Natural introduction wasn't dirty.
A tavern with a few drinks was affection -
(This is true to the best of my recollection).

That is foreplay with alcohol I must say
Potent deceiver and giver of dismay; -
Although by chance on destiny's right path
A few drinks were considered good enough.

Not too much - and certainly - not too little
Girls want confidence - her man not belittle
At first herself, she wants confidence from him
And to know she's loved - and most of all by him.

The chaos and the turmoil of our world -
Where people sell for money their own soul; -
Though not for me approaches such as these
Tonight I'll give you girl your trembling knees.

A stranger's heart that sweetest mystery -
I'll spend my last dollar with you to be free; -
Your place or mine and not to be particular
Horizontal now in bed - not perpendicular.

Women know when they are loved its true -
I'm hard sometimes - though tender now with you.
Sweetest girl - I lap now all your honey; -
Affection's gift; - worth much more than money.

The honey of your love is sweet affection; -
Giving me esteem; - and self-direction.
And in the morning - if I have met your needs; -
I'll treasure that one night - in memories.




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Otis on the banjo....crawdads in the boil
moonshine's on the drip....flowin through the coil.

Washboards bein played while the jug is givin hoots
verandah boards soundin from the tappin of the boots
everyone's a dancin in their dresses and overalls
crawdads turnin red, and the music fills the air.

Otis on the banjo....crawdads in the boil
moonshine's on the drip....flowin through the coil.

Snakes are in the swamp an gators on the shore
spoons they join in, two step shines the floor
juice harp bein played by Nathan in the back
bass is holding rythm....as the buckets now in play.

Otis on the banjo....crawdads in the boil
moonshine's on the drip....flowin through the coil.

Moss hangs in the trees all around this water town
catfish in the pan, blackin as it cooks
sticks are being played while the notches give the sound
shoes kick up the dust, as two steps on the ground.

Otis on the banjo....crawdads in the boil
moonshine's on the drip....flowin through the coil~


~Bentlee~

Real love is what im looking for,

A love that mean so much more,

This love lasts the test of time,

It about two heart that intertwine,

Walking beside the one you love,

A gift given from God above,

Talking and sharing our thoughts and dreams,

A love so full bursting at the seams,

A love only meant for two,

That is me and you,

Real love is what im looking for,

A love that means so much more.

as the clock of lfe ticks
love remains a deep emotion
time is always an answer
my eternity beyond love
a standing monument to time
upon the shingles on the shore
staring at the dead remains
of once a beautiful life
even in shells holding beauty
with love I will remain
standing on these silent sands
in its abundance of beauty
clinging to the rock shells
I found my souls peace
staring across the ocean
listening to its silent voice
in all its movements
the whispering of the winds
whistling to me through the trees
the chants of the seagulls cry
so much to live for
breathtaking beautiful in my eyes
looking across its waters
shades of blue white
rising blue waves
its here I listen in silence
touching beauty alone my heart aches
natures love so beautiful
as the seagull cries
standing on these shingles
in one moment of my time
the remains of love
rustling through the trees
my ghosts of the past
speaking in the sad whisper of life
an ocean of time