Thursday, June 4, 2009
Music Makes Me Real
Music makes me real
I write because I must
I sing to unlock the gates from within
to feel the hand of trust
If music was not a part of me
I would cease to be free
For everything that I love has song around it and within it
From my lover's echoing voice, to a child making his first grown-up choice
Oh music be my light and shine for me every day that I write
You are my hero, the savior of my soul
I bask in your delight
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Beauty on the surface
Beauty on the surface
it passes and fades
While the beauty of life within,
grows with magnificent complexity;
beyond a counted amount.
AA
Monday, June 1, 2009
Upper Crust
Recently I have been introduced to the upper crust of America and this is what I have to say....
Don't be Fortune's Fool.
Fill Your Heart with Love not Vanity.
xx AA
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