Journals
Saturday,Feb 28 2009, 01:54:26 PM*** Freedom to fly **
***FREEDOM TO FLY***
Birds of every description
vivid colors and varying features
yearning and longing
to fan out their wings
and fly to freedom
from bars of bondage.
People throng the caged birds,
choosing this and choosing that
but trapped in captivity
will they ever fly free?
A brief candle; both ends burning
An endless mile; a bus wheel turning
A friend to share the lonesome times
A handshake and a sip of wine
So say it loud and let it ring
We are all a part of everything
The future, present and the past
Fly on proud bird
You're free at last.
Saturday,Jul 19 2008, 09:31:11 AMOn The Wings Of Love
Just smile for me and let the day begin You are the sunshine that lights my heat within I'm sure that you're an angel in disguise Come take my hand and together we will rise On the wings of love Up and above the clouds The only way to fly Is on the wings of love On the wings of love Only the two of us Together flying high Flying high Upon the wings of love You look at me and I begin to melt Just like the snow when a ray of sun is felt I'm crazy bout ya baby can't you see I'd be delighted if you could come with me Yes you belong to me I'm yours ...
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Tuesday,Jul 1 2008, 08:27:20 AMabout bird
The very idea of a bird is a symbol and a suggestion to the poet. A bird seems to be at the top of the scale, so vehement and intense his life. . . . The beautiful vagabonds, endowed with every grace, masters of all climes, and knowing no bounds -- how many human aspirations are realised in their free, holiday-lives -- and how many suggestions to the poet in their flight and song! In almost everything that touches our everyday life on earth, God is pleased when we're pleased. He wills that we be as free as birds to soar and sing our maker's praise ...
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