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
Thursday, February 5, 2009
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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
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