4-6-4
I become what I dream;
I need to dream well.
With wings, I am flying -
I am flying with the sky;
With wings, I am dreaming -
I am dreaming I can fly;
With wings, I am flying –
Dreaming flying, flying high;
With wings, I am dreaming –
I am being “Firefly”.
Dreams are more real –
And what does that mean?
In this world that you see me,
I am more than I seem?
Rain is singing
Rain is singing with the Land…
Rain is singing
Singing of the Truth I am;
Rain is singing
Rain is singing with the Night…
Rain is singing
Singing me into the Light.
Sing, sing, singing
Rain is singing
Bringing Truth and singing Peace;
Sing, sing, singing
Rain is bringing
Songs of Light that will not cease.
Tomorrow comes when we let go the Day
Forever comes when we let go the Clay
Spirit comes when we let go the Way
Heaven comes when we let go and play.
“Dance the Dream into the Day
Dance the Dream into the Way
Dance the Dream into your Self
Dance the Dream –
… there’s nothing else.”
Rain upon my face and eyes
Rain, sweet rain, I realize
Are Spirit’s tears to wash away
My own belief in mortal Clay.
Words defy me
And deny me
Truth of my immortal soul;
Words ensnare me
Even dare me
To believe beyond their hold;
Words define me
And consign me
To some prison I abhor;
Words that owned me
Now have shown me
How to step beyond their Door.
I am as I dream,
And in dreaming become
Much more than the dream
And much more than the sum
Of all that I am
… every aspect and part…
I am who I am
Mind, Spirit, and Heart.
Lightning flashes in the rain
Thunder’s drumming in the rain
Message passes in the rain
Someone’s coming in the rain
Keep the fire burning
Keep the coffee warm
Someone is arriving
For shelter from the Storm.
How do you
Imagine that you
Can see us with eyes
Shielded against the Day
Warded against the Truth
Molded against the Way?
How do you
Imagine that you
Can see us with eyes
Blinded by false Light
Shaded against the Heart
Punished against the Right?
I don’t know what the next step is
And yet I ask to take it…
No matter that if, in this world,
I must go on and fake it…
I seek to continue my own quest
And what that Truth might show me…
I seek to continue, for the Best,
And also, just to know me.
Here, then, my surrender to Your Will
Here, then, my own Heart and Breath
Here, then, my allegiance to You, still
Here, then, my own Life and Death.
Every word I speak
That does not seek
God’s Light within another,
Or sleight-of-hand
That harms the Stand
So chosen by some other,
Or act of mine
That is not kind
Or isn’t kind enough,
Is done quite true
To Jesus, too,
Which He returns with Love.