To the west lies Mythago Wood

From time to time

When I am in the city,
I sense I need to be going somewhere,
anywhere, but I know not where.

When I am on the river,
I always want to discover
what is around
the next bend.

When I am on the lake,
I must have a destination in sight,
and travel
from point of land to point of land.

When I am in the desert,
distant promontories call out,
come to me, come and see.

When I am in the woodlands,
my solitary instinct
is to be absorbed, to drift, to wander,
with never a destination required.

Only in the woodlands
am I without distraction;
no shackles, no burdens,
the only place I am truly free.

--vwsd

Ageless emotions awaken

Time and again

Bodies crumble and minds deteriorate,

while emotions are ageless and timeless.

With a breath, you awaken mine;

witness, now, your creation rising from the wine-dark sea ....

--vwsd

On the ninth day .... came the guide

Stairway to Heaven

There's a lady who's sure
All that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook
There's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon
If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the may queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go
In case you don't know,
The pipers calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

On the eighth day .... came the guitar

Starship Trooper

I. Life seeker

Sister Bluebird flying high above,
Shine your wings forward to the sun.
Hide the myst'ries of life on your way.
Though you've seen them, please don't say a word.
What you don't know, I have never heard.

Starship Trooper, go sailing on by,
Catch my soul, catch the very light.
Hide the moment from my eager eye.
Though you've seen them, please don't tell a soul.
What you can't see, can't be very whole.

Speak to me of summer, long winters
longer than time can remember,
The setting up of other roads, to travel on
in old accustomed ways.
I still remember the talks by the water,
the proud sons and daughter that,
Knew the knowledge of the land,
that spoke to me in sweet accustomed ways.

Mother life, hold firmly on to me.
Catch my knowledge higher than the day.
Lose as much as only you can show.
Though you've seen me, please don't say a word.
What I don't know, I have never shared.

II. Disillusion

Loneliness is a pow'r that we possess
to give or take away forever.
All I know can be shown by your acceptance
of the facts there shown before you.
Take what I say in a diff'rent way and it's easy to say
that this is all confusion.
As I see a new day in me, I can also show it you
and you may follow.

Speak to me of summer, long winters
longer than time can remember,
The setting up of other roads, to travel on
in old accustomed ways.
I still remember the talks by the water,
the proud sons and daughter that,
Knew the knowledge of the land, spoke to me
in sweet accustomed ways.

III. Wurm

(Instrumental)

Sara

Wait a minute baby ....
Stay with me a while
Said you'd give me light
But you never told me about the fire

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now it's gone
It doesn't matter any more
When you build your house
Call me home

And he was just like a great dark wing
Within the wings of a storm
I think I had met my match -- he was singing
And undoing the laces
Undoing the laces

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now it's gone
It doesn't matter anymore
When you build your house
Call me home

Hold on
The night is coming and the starling flew for days
I'd stay home at night all the time
I'd go anywhere, anywhere
Ask me and I'm there because I care

Sara, you' re the poet in my heart
Never change, never stop
And now it's gone
It doesn't matter what for
When you build your house
I'll come by

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now it's gone
It doesn't matter anymore
When you build your house
Call me home

All I ever wanted
Was to know that you were dreaming
(There's a heartbeat
And it never really died)