Napali Nature Song

Napali Carry me through the jungle trotting
Smelling fruits along the way
Fallen and now rotting

Velvet blossoms skirt my path

Inviting me furtherwise
Time dissapears and my mind takes flight
With the Butterflies

Until a shaded, gladed spot
Spouts forth it's mountain silver
Rushing down in gushing, splashing form
It's what i'm really after ...

"Drink, Drink up, bathe in me.
I'm Mother Nature~"
"Sleep, Sleep with me,
I'm Mother Earth~"

"Fly, fly with Me, we'll fly so high,
I'm your best friend"
"Here, Here with me,
You'll live forever in the end"

Eclipse

I have seen good men broken,
I have seen old men cry,
I have heard a mother’s tortured lament
As she watched her children die

I have seen the hot sun rise and fall
On a world divided by countries
And now I struggle to survive
In a space that has no boundaries

How long have I been traveling here?
How long has time left me standing?
Alone I wander, past thousands of nights
Alone I wander, not understanding...

If man’s inhumanity to man, ends in WAR,
It seems to me,
In a moment of Truth
We ran from responsibility

I have seen the fall of the highest Citadel
I‘ve felt the Earth shudder under my feet,
Still the children look to me for God
Still the children need to eat...

Cabazon Peak

Deposited we’ve found ourselves
At the mouth of desert’s winter
Crisp and dry the air beckons me outside,
I go…
Marching over goat heads,
The soles of my shoes mock their thorny threats.
Across the barren sand-lands
The cold wind edges me on
While the sun on my face side, warms my heart.
Such contrasts of emotion this countryside evokes!
Maybe …
I…
Can…
Climb…
Down…
Into that curious arroyo,
Whose slimy bottom is decorated
By footprints of red fox and ‘coon.
So light their little bodies must be,
For I sink ankle deep in the yellow muck.
Twisting and curving these ruts never end …
Whose bones lie here? Die here?
So whitened…so weathered…
Oh! Sun! Don’t go away!
Climbing up to reach her, I find a hidden chamber,
A cavern so dark it must be a tomb or a church.
Above, the skies scream jealously
In tones of Pink and Blue,
A sign that I must go back to the people place.
For night here belongs to creatures unseen,
Though they’ve seen me…I’m sure.
Twinkling night fairies
on a blanket of black sky,
Seem to be watching and waiting...
For soon I’ll take one last glance at old Cabazon Peak
And wish my prairie brothers and sisters farewell.