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.....show me a mountain


[The Taken Gift] [Faries] [Roses] [A Cruel World] [Inspire]


The taken gift


Where have my wings gone
I need them now
I can't fly without them
And I've forgotten how

I used to fly free,
Chains left on the ground
At one with the sky
Just air all around

I'm stuck on earth now
Tethered by gravity
The gift of flight was mine
It was taken away from me
But did I ever fly?
Did I ever know how?
Why was the gift mine,
And where is it now?
The ground it surrounds me
And I still don't know why.
Where have my wings gone
And why can't I fly?



Fairies


At night sometimes amongst the woods
The fairies like to come out
All clad in long black capes and hoods
They whisper and dance about

And then the leader comes and chants
Of the humans and their clan
And all the fairies begin their dance
As graceful as they can

The elves come out and listen to
The singing and the chanting
And then they go and join in too
But less graceful, more gallivanting

The fairies slowly huddle round
A fire, warm and bright
They plot and plan; for they are bound
For the highlight of the night

A sleeping child, they find at last
In a house near the edge of the lake
Now they must take it away, and fast
Or else a parent might wake

The child is happy and sleeps in peace
Unaware that he is not in bed
The fairies take care to keep him in one piece
And for comfort they hold up his head

They fly with him towards their bush-hidden cave
Almost all of the fairies to carry the find
The fairies will tell him that by them he was saved
And his past will be left behind

He will grow up to be one of them
But much bigger and more sloppy behaviour
For he is a treasure, the find and the gem
He will grow up to be their saviour



Roses


My mind is a rose
Always flowering
With new ideas

My heart is a vine
Always looking for
Support and something
To hold into

My conscience is a water-lily
Mostly afloat but
Sometimes not
Quite atop

My hands are two apple trees
Soft and simple but
Always creating
Something useful



A cruel world


Get away while you still can
The world is a cruel place
I can see you running already
With a look of fear upon your face

Get out of here fast
And shut the door behind you
Find a place and hide there
Where the world can no longer find you

Save yourself from death
And destruction and other evil
Don't waste your breath
Trying to warn the other people

Find another world to dwell in;
A whole new different land
And YOU must take it, enrich it and stake it,
Beneath your strongest hand



Inspire


Inspire me.
Show me a mountain, embroidered with pearly snowdrops and scattered with green trees.
Show me a good time, teach me to fly like an African swallow, all over the forests and plains.
Show me to my freedom, give me a part of the earth and let me live in it as a free soul.
Show me a rose, give it to me in my hands for me to care for and marvel at it's beauty.
Inspire me. Inspire my eyes. Inspire my spirit. Inspire my soul. Inspire my heart.
Just inspire me.






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