I have seen it…
The way they dance…
Then make haste…
When eyes like mines intrude…
Into their space…
If they allow me just once…
Only once I wish to witness…
What love is…
Between two…
Even if instinct only rules…
Can it be any less real…?
While observing two birds…
All the same…
How magnificent…
Full of life…
Built upon the demise…
Of so many lives…
Never valued…
Only used…
And abused…
Burned…
Disposed of…
Don’t they know…
The pains of loss…
I hurt all…
When I burn…
Intro: This song is a spiritual successor to Sweet Echo (Link below)
https://silentscholar.com/2013/01/07/sweet-echo
The winds still carry the story…
Sweet Echo II {No More}
Remember…
Way back when…
You and me…
Never missed a beat…
Now I skip back each chance…
Just to see if she’s there…
Waiting for me…
Instead the winds greet me…
With the warm embrace of past memories…
But just as fate frees me…
Winds leave ever so swiftly…
Leaving this soul in pain…
Wondering when…
That chamber of echos…
Feels like your voice again…
[Missing notes…
Missing quotes..
Missing most…
Your sweet echo…]
Memories of you…
Form part of who I am…
If past tense…
Could be present once again…
But fate had other plans…
Faith lead me to believe in you and me…
Winds reminded me of your sweet embrace…
As if today’s pains began to dissipate
Into a cloud borne from all the self hate…
That had taken peace away from me…
Is it wrong to remember what once was?
So fleeting the moment…
But still all us…
All love…
[Missing notes…
Missing quotes..
Missing most…
Your sweet echo…]
“Why do the good people ignore me?”
Instruments transcend barriers brought on by languages…
The power of an assemblage of strings to imprint thought processess…
That words could never completely define…
Let the symbols testify…
The life lived lies…
Sounds, sights, smells…
Scribed through smiles…
Sulks, sobs, sighs…
That’s the power within instruments…
Words…
Words…
Can only carry emotion so far…
For I found the other five senses…
When meld with thought…
Teach us the greatest of all lessons…
Through the pensive times…
Pondering what each key and nth degree means…
Concede that we are not all that we speak…
The birth of star…
Dare I say I’ve seen love in its purest forms…
From the embrace of a mother and child…
To the caress of lovers shine…
Bathed in the light of life…
From night to night…
All shades & stripes…
All forms of life…
Down to smallest microbe…
Clouds elast back and forth…
Forgo barriers a mor…
Love becomes the mode…
The valance…
Migrate towards happiness…
Charges begin to pulsate…
Ions find mates…
Courtship takes place…
Love makes life…
New bonds bathed in the light…
Of the Divine…
Release the heat…
So Mother Earth can be as She…
So we can witness belief…
Be forged once again…
Through toil and tend…
Make ammends with all beginnings & ends..
“Greenery”
{Meaningful}
Intro: Old style, but faithful…
The “Secret Life of Plants”
Why must most of us need to look up to the sky to be in awe and inspired to succeed…When right below our feet, the ground speaks…The roots of the trees communicate in a type of speech that can reach many more…yet we choose to ignore the tip-toes of the hairs on the roots that speak to the soil dwelling microbes that “fix” N2 to allow plants to grow…While the water that flows into the ground, absorbed through the roots, away from the view of the many who choose to ignore…The only part we play is to tear away a plant from its home…Often leaving nothing else to grow…the soil tears and turns dry, for the exchange of nutrients is essential to life…But the “precious lives” of the privelaged commands the death of plants and their caretakers that can’t fight back…This lack of respect reflects on our dark ways towards life…
If only we would understand…
This symphony of thoughts and dreams of a plant to grow, expand, and please the Lord in neverending grace…In a state of constant praise…
Praising The Creator who gives the power of sentience…Something we rarely mention…Perhaps the tension of the very idea that plants are more than just “alive” would finally make us realize not to take everything and waste for our own selfish gain…We couldn’t even breathe without these tinges of green that we now explain away as ours for the taking…Breaking the natural regenerative cycles…Unbridled disgrace that will be the undoing of the “human race” if the pace of this loss of life will not come to a halt…
This greenery…This natural scenery that The Creator placed on earth for us to to be amazed by His unimaginable grace…so why do we continue to take and disrespect the natural order of His plans…Just because we don’t understand the language of these now languishing plants…Doesn’t give us the right to harm them to no end…We must protect and preserve this earth and all the beings from the smallest microbe to the biggest tree… And all that lies in between the paths we carve…Let’s add to the world’s natural Art…Get inspired by the “Secret Lives of Plants” Hidden in plain sight…Till we look again…And realize and comprehend all these connections between all biota…We’re just a “chohta” piece of neverending puzzling lifecycle that breathes…Please…Let’s hope we now will breathe in harmony with all the the world’s beings…Eternal harmony…
Silent Scholar 