Thursday, February 5, 2009

87, you made my heart broken by your tricks

you made my heart broken by your tricks
i tie my head on the books
as joyful morning sacrifice

in order to save the time that was used by mistakes
i took a breath from the dead air
as combustion adjuvant of new fuel

the lazy bee wants to turn on the radio
there is a great day in there
that is the date God decided

my consciousness is clear as noonday
looks for the road God directs
he is witness only for the people with open eyes

a few birds float on the high sky
i raised my heart
to pray that interesting things happen quickly

angels sing whole night
at that time , i mature a thought
so i turn my face another way

you renew my body in my dreams
nails become the friend of body
i become a part of endless light

i swore on the First Saturday
let your spirit live in my will
let dew stir up my first idea in morning

all my strength has only one use
to get your blessings
and without the sin of greed

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by Newton Wills
Mendocino, Ca.



you made my heart broken by your tricks
i tie my head on the books , as joyful morning sacrifice .

in order to save the time that was used by mistakes
i took a breath from the dead air

the lazy bee wants to turn on the radio , there is a great day in there
my consciousness is clear as noonday and looks for the road God directs

a few birds float on the high sky
i raised my heart to pray that interesting things happen quickly

angels sing the whole night
at that time , i mature a thought
so i turn my face another way

You renew my body in my dreams
nails become the friend of body
i become a part of endless light


i swore on the First Saturday
let your Spirit live in my will
let dew stir up my first idea in morning

all my strength has only one use
to get your blessings
and without the sin of greed