The Journey
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Morning Song
The beautiful songbird awoke
Looking about there were no others
She thought to herself
If there are no others
Why should I sing
Then she heard a voice say
When I created you I gave you
a most beautiful gift your Morning Song
When you sing it all my creation is joyful
She pondered and then filled up her breast
And the most beautiful song came
Instantly all the other birds began to sing
The trees swayed
The grass grew
The sun shined
The voice said
Rejoice in this moment of which you are
This Christmas
And far away
Earth
A note from a friend
Become the peace you seek
Learn to love without condition
Life is fleeting
The body will fail but not you
I have record of everything you have ever done and everything you will ever do
Time for truth
Forgive the lies and know who you are
The goal in life
Find your soul and its purpose
Soul realization is knowing your divinity
Part of God
Which is what you are
Forgive what others tell you
Listen to your heart
Don’t be hypnotized by the media
Find what you like to do and do it
Once you do you will change your vibration
Remember I love you
Become the peace you seek
Namaste
JSH11
The Golden Calf
The morning stock market stressor
The alarm clock on the dresser
Groan from shifting tectonic plates
What and who decides our fate
As warlords pump overpriced fuel
We have stopped teaching in our schools
Blood of the fathers given to the mother
It boils on the stove for sister and brother
The Golden Calf gleaming in man-made light
Feeding everyone’s longing gaze day and night
False prophets commit adulterous acts
Humble men numb from thought of lack
This a time of flood and confusion
Our is world shrinking from the illusion
Our anger eats our internal organs
While advertisers write their nonsense slogans
Where are we going what have we learned
Another cue started and another country burned
The deadly virus must be stopped
The pentagon orders a nuclear drop
With all the shock trauma of seeing too much
Medicated zombies ingesting their crutch
Come Jesus, Buddha and Mohammed
Your time to appear is sorely needed
Our time rolls by faster than we can steal
Miracles are needed for us to heal
A great material gaping hole
Corporations are killing our soul
Passed down like a plague from high office
We got to get real its time to stop this
The solution is now here
It must become clear
Working together to make it better
Hand in hand we still can weather
As a smile bends our face
Peace makes our human race
From darkness to light
We the people will fight
For a cause so just
We must give our trust
United we stand divided we fall
Forget the past it’s our last call
The Golden Calf gleaming in man-made light
Everyone’s longing gaze day and night
Blink of an eye
You were born
Then you grew
Bigger stronger
Thought you knew
Older longer
Almost through
In a blink of an eye
Something new
Master of Nothing
These days everything seems different
There is a sense of chaos
We are flowing to it
I thought I was in control of this existence
But now I know I am the Master of Nothing
My emotions echo the earth
With her moods of flood and earthquake
I watch then unsettled
As she tries to tell us the message
There was a time when I created worlds
Controlled the weather moon and stars
My rain made everything grow
We have to change
Find a new way
Open the clenched fist
Start with yourself
Perfect the inside
Where you are the Master of Nothing
Where you think new thoughts and creations
You make it so
There you will find peace
Can we, you make it better
Become a Master of Nothing
JSH92011
Broken Wing
I found a bird with a broken wing
A beautiful golden bird
I took it home fed it and held it
As the wing mended
I built a handsome cage for my new friend
And placed it in the cage
Everyday the golden bird sang to me
And all was well
One day I came home the bird was not singing
it was on the bottom of the cage
I hurried to open the door
And the bird flew out
Through the window back to freedom
And the world it had known
A long sadness followed
And I longed for the sweet songs of the golden bird
It then occurred to me that the bird needed to go
Since its wing had healed it was time to be set free
As bye and bye the sweet songs of the golden bird
Flowed in and out of my mind
My soul was set free
It had a broken wing
JSH081511