Being Me.

   Being Me.

If I were a person to fear,

I fear that I’m too different.

Odd because of ways I’m gay,

Odd in ways too odd to say.

Not that being happy’s wrong,

It’s just not everyone sings the

Same tune or the same song.

And for this reason people stare,

They imagine I’m odd sod, nut job

Someone who’s living without a care.

But what’s so wrong with me

Being strong, courageous and bold,

Is it far too hard to understand or see?

Do you observe the quieter things,

The silence in breathing in,

And letting stress go out the door,

So I’d be free to live some more?

The clue for you is in the name,

I’m not pretending that I’m the same,

I challenge all the world can offer,

And move in ways that follow

The eternal flow of the higher spirit.

Working for the good of one and all,

Sometimes sets me apart from you,

Did you not see the way I’ve moved,

Setting examples that prove love is true?

Simple life is what I’m leading,

I’d had my time of heart left bleeding,

So now you’ll find me out in front,

Filling my time with kindness and love.

Sharing that with all who’re needing,

And by this method I’ve found delight

To be at peace, no need to really fight,

I’m moving in the ways of friendship,

For the love of life, giving

‘Peace a chance’!

Holy Schmoly

    Holy Schmoly

When I’m on a high,

Expecting to see Nirvana,

Sometimes low,

It’s divine light I’ll see.

You and I prepared

The change of seasons,

And in the spring

Became what we’d want

To be.

Freedom comes when life

Let’s go of wanting,

In this sound the silence

Leaves us breathless,

Panting like two old banshees.

Stolen are the echoes,

Brought before the angels,

Denying justice,

Unless we come here to see.

Together is the work

Where we’ll know the spirit

Hand in hand again,

Setting the whole world

Free.

Love is stronger than

The power of evil,

And your spirit moving

Saved my soul,

Showing what you meant to me.

Just this once

Just this once

Sincerely, the truth is,

And not withstanding,

Nor in denial of respect,

Or withholding compassion of,

The reasons many, to change.

Confidently with devotion,

And not concealing the facts,

Nor forgetting the realities,

Of the greater vision of,

The beliefs I have about this.

So finally to the point,

And with no more ado,

Nor guilding of the lilly,

Or flowering up the reasons of,

What this is really about,

Yes I will, just this once…!