"The Heart'S Cry"
by Riverdance

Where the river foams and surges to the sea,
Silver figures rise to find me,
Wise and as daring,
Following the heart's cry.
I am that deep pool,
I am that dark spring,
Warm with a mystery,
I may reveal to you,
In Time,
(Time holds the heart's key)
Key to everything is Love,
(Love makes the heart flower)
Flowers into a deep desire,
(Passion in the heart's fire)
Passion and desire.

See the eagle rise above the open plain,
Golden in the morning air,
Weaving and soaring,
Watchful and protecting.
I am your shelter,
I will enfold you.
Warm with a mystery,
I may reveal to you,
In Time.
(Time holds the heart's key)
Key to everything is Love,
(Love makes the heart flower)
Flowers into a deep desire,
(Passion in the heart's fire)
Passion and desire.

The Lament of the Willow

In days long past when life was new,
A leafy blooming tree once grew,
Its slender switches reached up high,
Its arms spread open to the sky

But different though from other trees,
That drank of water, sun, and these,
To quench their thirst and form their roots,
This tree drank else to grow its fruits

Of the first to grow in the fresh new earth,
It held to the powers that shaped its birth,
It thrived on love and warmth of soul,
But faith in man would take its toll

The tree grew weak as the days went by,
As it painfully considered why,
A sadness seeping through its veins
An overwhelming sense of pain,

A terrible submissive feel,
This dark sensation now revealed
Of human hate through human flaw,
A crack where evil sinks its claw

Until a poison swept its leaves,
The tree would quake in the softest breeze,
Its switches wilting, branches bowed,
This willow tree, that once was proud

Man’s sins consuming this once free,
Now silent weeping willow tree,
Its blossoms fell to grace the ground,
It sighed and wept without a sound

To dance the twighlight path of fairies,
Through lilies sweet and scented rose,
To walk the twinkling firefly seas,
Under moonlight shadows the Dreamer sews,

Through forest smells of wood and pine,
And lavender scented meadows fair,
Crisp smells of where the wood nymphs twine,
Their branches round their autumn hair,

Tall pillars claim the woods alone,
The creaking boughs of redwood trees,
The monarchs of that shadowed throne,
Though midnight reigns till morning’s breeze,

To hear the nightingale’s lulling song,
The whispers through the painted leaves,
Feel raindrops splashing all along,
Unguarded spots through nature’s sieves,

With nightfall’s touch upon the air,
To brush the blushing children’s cheek,
To flutter webs of fragile care,
Their gossamer strung with dewdrops sleek,

To taste the air of winter sweet,
To bathe within the bubbling pools,
Or dance the paths where fairy’s feet,
Slip hiding from closed-minded fools,

To wander fairy roads away,
To sparkling falls of nature’s gleam,
Those places dusk forgets to lay,
Its shroud of darkling ebony dream,

To waltz at all with magic things,
A simple thing, a task to do,
Believe in the world that you must bring,
Your mind a path to lead you to,

Just one thing more before you go,
Into imagination’s care,
There’s one thing more that you must know…

Your heart must guide your footsteps there.

Beauty

What is this which we call Beauty? Is She real? Is She a figment of the imagination? Have we destroyed that which is truly Beautiful? We’ve cast her to the earth and trampled Her loveliness. Instead of viewing Her through the eyes of our hearts we view her with the eyes of the world, disgraced her name and labeled Her “lust.” What is Beautiful? Is it a city of glass and steel rising in curling smokestacks over the edge of the skyline? Or..is Beauty….wild and dangerous forests, treacherous mountains, raging rivers, and roaring waterfalls…the grassy hilltops brushed with the glow of the setting sun, flaming to life with Heavenly fire….the blush of winter on the cheek of a child or frosted pines lain to rest in peaceful slumber upon a frozen landscape…the raging tempests of a sea in torment or the untamable fury of the hurricane…or is Beauty the Eye of the Storm?

Love

Love hath bestoweth a loath curse herein my breast. Woe to Mortals who Idle after HER lest they know no torment like Grace. Do you not know such things are not only of the heart but of the Heavens as well? Such blows could only be delt by a mightier hand. Between the Hammer and the Anvil do the sparks sear into the Heart the wounds of Fate where Destiny lives untouched. The veins of Time run to the Heart on rivers of blood, purified in the seives of the Soul and cast in iron by the will of the World. And yet, in and despite such craftmanship of fortress walls and battle armor, a single fissure runs. Here is where SHE touches you, where Destruction begins...which Time cannot heal nor warriors in battle regain through conquest. The Quiet Place is forever lost in the violence, split asunder by raging lightening and swept away in the cacophony of noise and lust that is the Tempest of our own emotions. None may escape such an End for to look on Her...is Death...yet...such is strangely bittersweet. If ever Death was Divine, SHE is a vision of its Birth. You see my friend, we are trapped, for to either side of the path lies Death...for...to live without HER is also such...for what is a life without LOVE?....
MERCY

Passion

You have heard tales of such a Beast. That which rears up from the depths and roars to life within the human spirit. Beware this Creature for it is untamable. It awakens at the slightest touch and stirs from Its slumber at the merest whispered breath, caught in the currents of THE SECRET...Ah...THE SECRET...That which is undefineable, unatainable, and ever and forever a Mystery...This is the Prize for which the Battle is fought, the Treasure for which the World is searched, THIS...is ITS greatest DESIRE. Yet this BATTLE has been fought since TIME'S first breath and raged within an untold multitude of souls...And yet despite such, will still continue to the World's Bitter End and rage on into Eternity. What is left then, but to walk eternally within its Ashen Footsteps, the smoke curling past our Senses with a taste of what we cannot have...And ever before us, the Towering Inferno that dwells within our very souls, dorment 'til THE MOMENT, yet Hauntingly Tantalizing. Such a path of Peril...one could Not survive such an undertaking. This Beast of Fire whose many flaming tongues lick at the walls of the soul's sarcophagus, whose burning thoughts race though every limb, and whose Spirit smolders in the Eyes of Adam to spark a mighty Fire in the breast of Eve. The Flames of PASSION can most certainly never be supressed...consuming FIRE...

Here is a prayer for you

Everyone who is hurting right now, whose lives are messed up, whose hearts are confused, whose souls are fading away, and anyone who needs a prayer...
...This is for you...

Dear Jesus,
I pray for my friends, I pray for their families, their hearts and their souls....please dear Jesus, Protect them, strengthen them, encourage them, bless them, HOLD them, guide them, teach them...DEAR GOD PLEASE help them....they are AMAZING people, everyone of them...with AMAZING hearts who are hurting and in pain...PLEASE just speak to their hearts, let them FEEL your presence, walk with them and embrace them, drown them in your presence and suffocate them with your love....they mean sooooo much to me...it is beyond all description or explaination...I don't know what I would do without them in my life...each one of them has had a hand in shaping the person I am today...through life...through love...through joy....through pain...........shed tears for them as I do and just let them know that they are loved...put their souls to rest....give them PEACE. Thankyou

-Amen

"Breath"
by Breaking Benjamin

Is it over yet?
I can't win

So sacrifice yourself
And let me have what's left
I know that I can find
The fire in your eyes
I'm going all the way
Get away please

You take the breath right out of me
You left a hole where my heart should be
You got to fight just to make it through
Cause I will be the death of you

This will be all over soon
Pour the salt into the open wound
Is it over yet?
Let me in

So sacrifice yourself
And let me have what's left
I know that I can find
The fire in your eyes
I'm going all the way
Go away please

You take the breath right out of me
You left a hole where my heart should be
You got to fight just to make it through
Cause I will be the death of you

I'm waiting
I'm praying
Realize
Start hating

You take the breath right out of me
You left a hole where my heart should be
You got to fight just to make it through
Cause I will be the death of you