Running Out

Should the world come crashing
When life itself seems spinning
Can no one set this right
Will we last this night

Cast it all into the sunrise
Watch the fire come to life
Breathe like you’ve got nothing to loose
Oh, this is a life we must choose

On the brink of another life
An enigmatic sign that it’s alright
We shall rise above today
To find it all, ready to go our way

Release

Behind the calm
Beneath the quiet breath
A spirit remains
Ready for the test

Within the silence
Behind the burning memory
A desire brews
Yearning for release

Let the winds open your heart
Let time guide your way
Believe in a brand new start
You've got to find a way

You will find a way

You suffer the burden
Of a persistent hopefulness
Though paths cross
And doors led to emptiness

Yesterday held little
Nothing was what it seemed
You had to find a way
To wake from this bad dream

So let the winds open your heart
Let time guide your way
You'll make a brand new start
Believe in a better day

Just when you stop believing
When it all seems to stop
When the dreams become faded
And your hands become jaded

You've got to find a way
To live another day

Let the winds open your heart
Let new dreams spread your wings
Today, to a new start
Hold on, pray and fly away

Hillsong

Oh hills,
You are our loyal chaperon.
How gentle you are,
To show us your rivers
Your lights and your people.

Oh sun,
You are our enigmatic guide.
How warm you are,
To come to wrap us for only hours
In your glow and your blessings.

Oh wind,
You are our lasting companion.
How constant you are,
Early to rise and last to sleep,
You never tire of whispers
Nor fail to go unoticed.

Oh Chiang Rai,
You are our loving parent.
How you have give us all,
From hills to sun and wind,
You've shown us your people
And through them, ourselves.


JKLM

Christmas Wind

Christmas Wind
'O Christmas Wind
What joy your whisper brings

We have no snow
Nor cosy glow
That fireplaces may bring

But we'll still bring joy
With carols and toys
And all our hearts shall sing

Wine Again

Let the night

Be our concierge.

Let the wine

Be our chaperon.

May our words

Be the threads

That bind us closer

Than time could ever do

You are no dreamer

With your eyes on me

And I am no fool

To know that we're one

At the toll of midnight

Alas we shall part

Like fairy tale lovers

Back to our savage gardens

We shall miss the night

The song and the words

That could have made us dance

Or made us complete

You're just a part of me

I can't let go

I'm just a part of you

That refused to leave

Dancer

I watched you move
Out of my desire
Glowing and defiant
An auburn fire

You stepped and jumped
In your stage sun
Audienced in darkness
You were second to none

As I melt away
Into the one and many
Would you know
That I had been one of your many?

Oh dancer,
You inspire so much
Yet give me so little
Without the slightest touch

When at last
The curtains call
When thunder erupts
And roses fall

Would you know
That I couldn't breathe
When you spun
That dance into a myth

Within your bow
Within your smile
There lies your answer
"It was for you, all this while,"

Given in love
Received in grace
Your dance is the sun
My bringer of days

Incidental Art #2

Me?

I'm tired of being me.

I'm lost in my crow's nest

Sick of giving my best

Only to have my mates

Give me a fiery rebate

Would you care to switch

Your days for my ditch

Away from safe harbours

Into the arms of thunder

Incidental Art #1

There was a quiet

A burden removed

From shoulders tired

For a while, soothed

In that passing

Within that peace

My eyes were willows

Sighing to the breeze

Joy! What I had found

Is a secret garden

Within stony fields

Like Hope beneath my burdens

A Book Returned

My pages are freckled
Worn by casual hands
My skin, it's endured
The breath of another land

My love still runs as deep
Unchanged as before
if I let you in
I'm sure you'll want more

I started out prestine
All crisp and brand new
Now I've turned vintage
From my time with you

Yes, you say I'm still lovely
Yes, you adore my new look
But so quickly returned
From whom I was took

It takes more than time
To scarr a clean look
What once was given
Shouldn't be returned, like this book

Rainy Night

In the wind-swept avenues
The rain-cleansed streets
A torrent of leaves crackle
Like a whip against my feet

The endless drops roll on
From above against our skin
Against the walls we hide
Begging for the warmth within

A sheet of rain came greeting
Cold silk of welcome for me
Each step I took within them
Brought kisses both wet and free

Years ago I used to love
To share my song with the rain
These days my old heart wonders
If these bones would protest in pain

Ah, rainy night, you ease my soul
You bring to me much joy
With playful wetness and quick carrasses
The night, she is your voice

Mountaineer's Song

Singing rock, O' singing rock
For whom do you song?
Why do I hear your glories
Long after I am gone?

I know that you are waiting
I hear your whispering winds
I miss your strong character
That bend my soul to a whim

How you have been patient
Teaching me in silent grace
That I may know your secrets
If only I pledge my days

Singing rock, O' singing rock
How I dream of your song
In my nights of engineered reality
I will return, it won't be long

I Already Love Her

She turned my chaos into light
When my days all feel like nights
Gave me another reason to fight
To seek, to find, to love this life


Oh how it stirred my weary soul
Sparked a desire to have and hold
She was the flame against my night
"But it cannot happen," I was told

Oh the bitterness I felt
The anguish my reality dealt
That I must bend like the others
And not follow what I felt

But these moments are wise
For possession has a great price
To be paid by captor and captive both
For love to be bound in its device

What is free must remain so
Lest we forbid love to grow
We cannot keep what we cannot hold
Much less fit pure love into a mould

After much deliberation,
I reconsidered the situation
I guess I already loved her
Without the meaningless posession

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I've tried many times before to "love" so many people, only to end up temporarily elated by the illusions I chose to see and believe. But this peace is fragile, and indeed none of my previous "loves" lasted very long. Not to say that I wasn't serious about them, but I certainly didn't know what was truly wrong.

I'm only beginning to see that many of the things I've done in the past have stemmed from my obsessive pursuit of purpose and romance. They have undoubtedly shaped me and convinced me of some approaches in life, where some of my greatest mistakes involved trying to possess what was once free, and to force love to conform to my romantic ideals.

Ah such mistakes do not reveal themselves easily or quickly, because we would surely have been blind in our pursuits; our mental gaze tunneled by our personal histories and past baggages. A continuous and thorough evaluation of one's life would be necessary to begin the journey of self-discovery -- for it is only after finding yourself, that you can truly find, and love, someone else.

Save Your Dreams For Another Day

Catcher, oh dear catcher
Can you hear me?
Do you know my heart?
For you hold my dreams

Do you save them
In those precious gems
That wink at me
In the night wind

I see in your eye
The promise of truth
A reason for my sigh
A hope for the missing

Catcher, oh dear catcher
How dear you are to me
I wish for your magic
To keep my heart

You'd guard my secrets
You'd stop the tears
You'd help me learn to save
My dreams for another day

Black Wings In The Night

You gave me a chance
To know how it feels
To fly upon wings
A freedom so real


I could have been Hermes
Through these night moments
When your precious gifts
Sailed me on streetlamp oceans


These black wings
Though are old
Their strong sweeps
Lend a power so real


Oh if only I could
Keep this up
But I've much to learn
Of this new art


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Thank you for the rollerblades :)

Dreaming

I had a dream last night
You were in my arms
And it felt right

It was unexpected
I didn't dare consume
The grace of your affection

Your shoulders nuzzled me
Your hair whispered scents
But your face I couldn't see

I knew your shape
I had seen it before
Burned into my head

I knew your smell
And that soothing warmth
You were like a spell

Alas, who you my dear are
I may never know
Only to guess by far

For now I'm left
With your lingering love
And the sigh of your breath

Beautifully Broken

These streets
They are filthy
These rags
They don't fit me

My life
It's here for all to see
I'm poor
Born into your destiny

I have no name
They say I'm a son-of-a-bitch
It's all the same
Another name from their lips

My mom
She might as well be dead
My father
He's got drugs in his head

Someone said
That I look like a angel
Someone said
That I would soon be legal

Red lights
These walls, my home, cold
These men
At night they come, bold

I live here
In the backstreets of Calcutta
I'll be free
But all I've known is here

I Wish You Love

I have no excuse,
And there's no use,
To hide the love
I see in your eyes.

A love you gave
The love I saved
Inside this heart
Afraid yet enslaved

We've both had our truths,
We've both had to choose
This wine became vintage
Its full bouquet bloomed

We've lived these years
With our romantic fears
Too old for this philosophy,
Too young to stay clear

I'm a fool to have longed
To have waited wrong
When you wished me love
All along.

Confessions Over Tea

We'll lay it bare
In her cozy care
We'll fight the tears
Share out these fears

With creased smiles
And endearing frowns,
Like a mellow flame
We're warm with pain

Time will be our mistress
Tonight she keeps our secrets,
Our shattered pieces
And dearest misses.

We will surrender,
Quietly confess to her
While speaking of clouds
Like dreams and doubts.

Learning Compassion

FOR IAN:

Since I've learned to fight
I've been told that I
Should understand this rule
Marked in black and white

Live well and give your best
But there will come a test
Nothing is beyond its grasp
Nothing can teach death

But I was young
And I was stubborn
Too darn quick
With my sleek wit

Too soon your eyes grew shut
Against my late compassion
Upon your marble altar
I wished I hadn't judged

A loss is still a loss
In your wake come many
We offer our late praise
For life's greatest lesson

the queen

rule the earth
rule the seasons
regardless

bring the wine
bring her flowers
endless

there she rules
on jewel throne
graceful

but she cries
those opal eyes
inside

there's so much pain
from here
there's no one close
deep inside
all she gives is not
enough
and it can get really
silent

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Beauty in darkness
darkness in beauty,
One's perspective
Another's prejudice