Solstice of Love

Heres one from 1996

                   Solstice of Love

         To speak to you of Midas' touch

         Of all which prophets are endowed

         The beauty which the solstice brings

         Springs flower takes a bow!

 

         To bring to life this pen in hand

         and have it happen

         again and again...

         And winds of angels take to where

         this living letter begins!

 

         To say to a land of quitters

         the things that make me a winner

         and to those who know and love me

         I may be gone but I'm never leaving...

         and to those who don't know me...

 

         Reiterate the flower ...let it grow

         Remember the essence

         Let it flow!!!

         Springs glory the story

         Let it show!!!

 

         Within your eye this living letter goes

 

         Mine are the mountains

         Mine is the sea

         Yours is to pluck them up and  

         return together with me

 

         Yours is the story in my eye

         The freedom of the unknown and the wise

         If love is truth and truth be loved ...

         how much more be the love of truth?

         and where else be from than that which is above?

 

         Amazing Grace!

         Blood of my blood and

         flesh of my flesh...

 

         Let pride not cut asunder

         the beauty of which...

         The flower takes a bow..

         Springs glory, I liken to such,

         and expect soooo much more.

 

         A living leter predicts luck,

         but spring comes once each year

         The wise are -let- to have an ear

         Gods Gold...a happy tear!

 

         Seeming feeble the stretch of the feint heart,

         for that which is here to hear...

         Generous hands of God take the flower an inch,

         and takes us miles each year!

 

         Stretch your mind to the limit,

         its a limited stretch

         Let it go to a place you're not sure of

         Too simple..the truth, we'll show the tour of

 

         Unknwn , the perveyors of the truth,

         The truth must leasurly be leavened

         Springs flower takes a bows

         its scent a taste of heaven

 

         Imagine yourself...a flower...and rooted down.

         Couldn't go down the road and back ,

         and salute the flower with a tear...

         Yet the flower shines so beautifully...with inches...

         and you get miles each year!!