The Lake Two

Went in the lake for the first time this summer
Could not wait any longer
Soon it would be November
And then December
And I’ll be skiing again
Enjoying the winter season
That is why I swam in the lake
Even though it was cold
My breath it did take
But her waters I did not want to escape
Only embrace
Remember grace
Everything is in it’s right place
Right now
This is mine
Swimming in the lake
All my worries in a different place
Not even on shore
They vanished when I got in the water
Washed away
Same as everything
When you’re with her
She tells you special things
Makes you feel beautiful
A luminous being
Her waters are refreshing
And her current
Replenishing
A source of all remembering
And all connecting
From the water
I see my friends spirit reflecting
His bench overlooking
And smiling
Reflecting the glorious sun shinning
I swam as long as I could
Until my feet were cold
And I had to get out
I was glad it was just the first time this summer
Because that means there will be another
It will only be better
My hair will get wetter
Everyone will be there
All in love together

The Lake

I was born with a view of the lake
Met my first love on the shores of the lake
Learned to love
And hate sailing on the lake
I still love this lake
Do not mistake
So many good memories on this lake
Even the other one
Her sister to the east
And the one to the west
Beautiful siblings we have been blessed
My friend has a bench at this lake
Close enough to hear the boats wake
Here he always is
Because he done left the earth
That is what he did
His body lays in permanent rest
But this town
And this lake
He does still bless
He is gone
But his spirit never left
Just started a new quest
Our team in 1992
The best
And that is what he still is
Next to this lake
He will forever live
And so will I
Even if I move away again
Even if I stay until the bitter end
Our two stories have the same end
He and I
On his bench
By the lake
Friends all over again

My Family Tree

When I heard
Upon becoming an adult
I would get my own tree
I first thought
Such a privilege is not for me
Undeserving
And unworthy
But a few moments later
I would see
This is what is meant for me
It is a gift
And a joy to do it my way
For when you come from a big family tree
Sometimes you wonder if anyone cares about little old me?
People only impressed with the big trunk
And strong branches
Forget about all the life in each little leaf
That’s you
That’s me
We are all a part of this tree
The cosmic light family
If you get a chance to become your own tree
Take the opportunity
And some advice from me
First step
Become a seed
Remember everything
Store it somewhere safe
And send a back up copy to infinity
Next be brave
And fall from the tree
Hopefully in a storm
So when you land
You go in the ground
Stay in your seed
Until you are sure you have all you need
Review everything
Learn anything you need
From the great family tree
Decide what your own tree is about
Then begin to sprout
Listen and hear the sun shout
Photosynthesize
Turn it into energy
Know you will always have plenty
Soak in each rain you can
Grow your roots deep to understand
Find other trees of your tree
Your clan
They will help you grow your roots back
To the old familiar tree
The one
Where you are you
And me, me
Where we connect to everything
One with all infinity
You need those roots to grow
And of course to know
Grow your trunk thick and strong
Tall and straight
Wear the sun as your crown
In many years to come you will feel something in your roots
To your heart it will be shoots
They will be your own trees
Saying thank you
For setting me free
And shading me
While I grew
So I could be a big strong tree just like you
And many days later
You may feel like you would like your own tree again
This time your choice
The same process begins
Become a seed
Do it all over again
Anyway you like
That is the beauty of infinity
All is everything
No such thing as death
Or immortality
Just living in nature’s reality
Up down up
Life death life
Around and around
Above or below ground
It is all the same
The circle just has different parts
If you want to know the end
Learn the start
Love all
Open your heart
In the great family tree
We all have our parts

Up To The Mountains

I listened when Lord Germaine said
Look and find where I lay my head
See my natural bed
My dwelling space
My holy place
When I listened
The sound led to the mountains
There were waterfalls there
And holy fountains
There is snow there
And tales that forever need recounting
The best thing when you go up is you get closer
You become a knower
And a Wayshower
To know the mystery and wonder
To understand
The Lord is above
And we are all under
But as above
So below
So climb a mountain
And enjoy the show
Watch the master work
Use all the colors
And never sell merch
They need no reward
Cause they work out of love
They work from their heart
They were there at the beginning
They will witness the end
And then help make it new again
In the mountains you can make new friends
And see your family
See them both as same
Now it is you who are the one
Who starts to change
Transformed in Lord Germaine’s purple flame
The fire of love and light
The one brighter than any night
A flame not used to fight
Rather unite
Where the three of you combine
You, Germaine, and the Divine
Learn to let go of the watch
Release your connection to time
Remember the joy of writing rhymes
Forget the word mine
Cause the mountains are for everyone
Mother, father, daughter, sons
Yes, the new world has begun
All wars fought
And won
Only to make us one
A reunion with the Great Central Sun
Don’t miss it
Cause the fun has already begun
No need to wait for the chosen one
We all are
We all have our own star
We all deserve a new car
And sure we can meet at a bar
But until then
The mountains is where I’ll be
Sitting with my family
Under an old tree
Happy just to be me

The City of (brotherly) Love

The first time I traveled south to PA
I was just in college
Just beginning to grow my knowledge
My dad asked me if I wanted to stay
My brother was stationed not too far away
And we could watch college basketball men play
Sure
I’d like to see Philly
Run up the steps like Rocky
See the Liberty Bell
Have a few stories that are good to tell
Toss coins in a wishing well
The same one Ben Franklin threw coins in
The same wishes they’ve always been
Liberty, Freedom, and Brotherly Love

The next time I went to Philly
College was done
Didn’t go with my dad
Went to see another one
One I also loved
Not as a sister or brother
Or father or mother
But passionately
She was my lover
She showed me places that were new to me
Things before I did not see
Opened my heart to love
She was the first to show she was not the only one
Gave all the benefits of loving some one
I visited Philly more than once to see her
The last trip I was sure
We were sharing love
Perhaps I should move
But I felt it was too soon
My list still had many things left unchecked
Feeling this for her I did not fully expect
Ready for a new life
I could not accept
I didn’t move
But I don’t regret
Because we got our own lives
But our heart did not divide
Rather our new lives would synthesis
And synergize
Probably see each other again on the other side
Next to the divine
A love that lasts all time

I had not been to Philly in almost a decade
Thought my story in the city of love
Had already been played
Just long ago forgotten days
But then I met someone
Who reflects only sun rays
She called Philly her home
Although it was not
She had just arrived
Her place of birth on the Atlantic’s other side
And she spoke a language closer to love
Her words hard to understand
But her intentions clear when we joined hands
Not much to say
When someone makes you feel this way
Just the way you are
The way you know you are meant to be
We fell in Love in Philly
Had a date at the ball park
And the cinema
Made love in the light and the dark
Now I keep a piece of her heart
This is a beautiful new start
Love, that is Philly’s best part

Philly was the city of brotherly love
But love has grown and changed
Now in America
Love has been freed
And those who love those of the same sex
Can now sign each other’s checks
The same rights as all is what we expect
It is what we will get
Philly is not just the city of brotherly love anymore
It is the city of sisterly love too
A place where whites love blacks
Where Europeans love Americans
A place where students learn and understand
A place of history
But not a place where love is a mystery
Welcome to Philly
The place to love freely