Earthrise

May It Be..2Cellos

Earthrise

I stood on the new moon 

And I watched the blue earth rise

With forests of green

And bright clouds in her eyes

I saw how she danced

In orbital glee

I saw that she loved the wide skies

And the sea

I watched her embrace

All the colors of man

Knew she'd been created

Before they began

Saw how she formed

Was molded with love

Saw how the light came

From the light source above

I felt in my heart

How the Creator knew

That his creatures of clay
Would cleave his heart in two

Like my brothers before them
Many servants, beloved
We saw their lights fade
 As they were banned from above

And yet he created

And gave man that place

Earth's garden of Eden

With such love on his face

And the earth was his treasure

In the vast universe

And he taught man his poetry

Each line and each verse

And he taught them his songs

And Earth applauded for joy

As it received all the wonders

That his hands did employ

Till the brightness went dark

And the faces of men

Hid themselves in the shadows

As they chased after sin

And the plowshares, to weapons

Turned the wonder to wrath

And the Creator's head bowed

As his heart tore in half

And I know how he feels

For my heart's breaking, too

For the forests' shorn foliage

And the skies, rarely blue

I loved all the colors

That sprang from his hand

On the earth, every planet

And the variety of man

They've forgotten what joy is

They've forgotten to feel

That they are a family

Though they're his family, still

And the earth is unhappy

And has fallen to fear

Mourning for mankind

And the love that lived here

For I am an angel

That watched the earth form

Saw the sun set in evening

And then rise in the morn

I beheld all the miracles

That were bestowed from above

Yet few of Earth know me

Because my name is Love

Love, scorned by Hatred
And with Hatred, replaced
Took the loving from living 
And man's sweet smiles, erased

Dark ages came, dark ages are
And ever more will be
Unless the darkness in men's souls
Will turn and call for me

I'm told that all can be made new
Some bright and happy day
When the dark has run it's wicked course
And no longer has it's way

For eons long, we've waited
My brothers, just like me
 To see that sad old world made new
And the hearts of men, made free

 Tonight, I stand on the ancient moon 

With teardrops in my eyes 

Watching through that darkness, waiting

To see a new Earthrise.

©by Voo Shining Stone
August 28, 2020
5:33 a.m.

Being Home

Being Home 

I miss the sweetness of the day 

The twilights and the dawns per se 

The rain that fell on old tin roofs 

And the pounding of my horse's hoofs 

The country side so green and fair 

The hills in winter, the County Fair 

The Spring in May, the flowers so wild 

The joy in just being a child 

I miss the dinners on family tables 

The love that made us all feel able 

To face the world so cold and mean 

The beauty in life that can't be seen 

The cows in the meadow, the fish in the creek 

The hay in the hay fields fresh smelling and sweet 

The rabbits that ran when we ran through those fields 

The way we were then when our young lives felt real 

But most of all, I miss the love 

I miss the wonder of skies above 

I miss the way I longed for life 

And never knew then of the oncoming strife

I miss my mom and I miss my dad 

And all the good times we all had 

My brothers and sisters and the farm of my youth 

Working the earth and knowing the truth 

For the truth now escapes me 

As my life slips away 

And the twilights have taken 

All my sunrises away 

How I miss those sweet days 

And the joy I have known 

How I miss feeling loved 

How I miss being Home.

©by Voo 

October 31, 2004

 2:15 a.m.

Tears Have Been My Companions

Tears Have Been My Companions 

Lost years had shadowed me so long

I couldn't see the sun

I couldn't find the strength to crawl

Never mind to run.......

I looked in the mirror and every day

A stranger looked back there at me

She covered my eyes and filled me with lies

And pure darkness was all I could see........

What hope that I found was found in the sound

Of the music that played in the world

And when it died, I died inside

A lost and lonely girl..........

I didn't know just who I was

I didn't know my name

The more I changed and tried to fit

The more things stayed the same.........

Putting on the costumes

They gave me for the parts

I read my lines and took my bows

With the other broken hearts.........

Crying in the mid of night

My pillow stained and torn

From screaming questions out of fright

And torment hard to be borne..........

I lived in fear. I lived with tears

My life was filled with grief

I laughed and played my parts so well

But tears were my relief........

And now, but now, I've found myself

The true me, after all

The building that I thought I was

I watched it burn and fall...........

And tears are still my companions

Though not instruments for fear to employ

To my great surprise, when Love touched my eyes

Those same tears filled my eyes with joy.

by Voo

Oct 7, 2006

4:30 p.m.

copyrighted

words by Voo, melody by Linda Rose
song by Spirit Song 

Shelter Me

    Shelter Me

    Shelter me, O Lord, I pray

    In the brightness of the day

    In the darkness of the night

    Say you'll never leave my sight.

    Father me when I am small

    And more so when I'm grown and tall

    For it is then, I need you most

    For grown ups oft have no one close.

    Call me when I stray too far

    Always tell me where you are

    Guide my feet back on the path

    And heal my heart with your sweet laugh.

   Teach me how to trust you more

   Walk on faith to reach the shore

   Hold my head up and not kowtow

  When Evil tries to make me bow.

 Show me how your own heart feels

 And let me know that love is real

 Let me learn to care and serve

 That love to those who don't deserve.

In your image I was made

Till sin made you fast fade away

Cleanse me from my shame and sin

And in your image, make me again.

Lord, I need you every hour

Your anointing, your great power

Let me see me through your eyes

And separate me from the lies.

For all my days and all my years

Lord, cleanse me with your righteous tears

Wash me in your Holy blood

And let your words become my food.

This I ask this very night

Take my wrongs and make them right

Let me feel safe where I may roam

And know with you, I'm always home.

I do not need this world of dirt

With all it's heaviness and hurt

It's beauty great from sea to sea

(But it's arms can never shelter me.)

And one day soon, from here I'll rise

To flee the Earth and it's blue skies

Go home to Glory, our Father's land

Forever in your presence, stand.

It can't come too soon, can't come too soon

I don't need the sun, don't need the moon

Only one thing can't be replaced:

The love that shines on your dear face.

And if I've that, I'll need no more

No bed, no table, no house, no door

And I will tell the world it's true

Lord, I don't need anything but You.

©by Voo

found partially finished on computer

finished July 18, 2014

2:20 a.m.

War of the Angels

Drums of Gaugamela

War of the Angels

War broke out in Heaven

Before and After the Cross

Hell broke in because of men

And all it seemed was lost.

Battle cries screamed through the skies

And days turned into nights

Darkened sun and blood red moon

And men cried for the Light.

Angels, angels, everywhere

Fighting to the death

Planets crashed and planets died

And men fought to draw breath.

Fluffy clouds hid monstrous things

The sea's roar swept the land

And every bit of bread and wine

Was taken from man's hand.

Hope, it seemed was gone and deemed

To be a fairy tale

The demons raised their glasses high

To toast the King of Hell.

Onward, onward, ghoul and troll

Marched through the atmosphere

Reigning terror on the Earth

And feasting on men's fear.

No light, no light could mortals find

As earthquakes split the city

Of Babylon and Bethlehem

And no one showed them pity.

Armor bright and silver gleemed

Upon the angels' breasts

And darkened foe with sword of woe

Refused to give them rest.

The fight raged on through history

Through Ages of mankind

And still today, the army holds sway

Waiting for the Sign.

The God of War, the God of Peace

They meet on heavenly ground

Their armies fight to victory win

And till then, will not stand down.

What is coming to Earth soon as told to Kevin 

          click here to watch!!! Amazing stuff. I trust Kevin Zendai            

© by Voo

Jan 10, 2005

11:00 p.m.

Windows of Opaque

Windows of Opaque


Watching for me outside the realms of love,
They paced like lions in the coliseums of death
Back and forth, and back and forth, undaunted
Waiting for my appearance
And the sealing of my fate.

They had always been there
Since before my birth and even more hungrily, after
Pseudo-lions, but devils underneath
(They rip and tear with words, and claws)
And the damage is un-bearable.

When I was a tiny  thing, I thought
That I would grow to tree top height
And fight these foes like a hero in a myth
But I am grown and I'm still small
And my life goes on like this.

My room, no bigger than a box
Two windows, left and right
But so opaque I can't see out
And no sunlight can peer in
A cruel joke, would you not say, to play on a sightless Seer?

Sometimes a crack forms in the dirty glass
And I see outside for just a moment
Guards with eyes so closely set, they look like one big eye
And all around them, five pointed stars
Falling from satanic skies.

They are puppets but I am not
For I have cut my strings and now
I am only a doll in a heap on the floor
Barely remembering what it is to be human,
Barely containing a piece of a soul.

And today, again, I feel them there
Just outside this place that holds me
Keeps me safe, but keeps me prisoner
Keeps me bound to noise and chain
Like a vessel made of whispers.

This world is no longer lovely, if it ever was
It is illusion and shadow and love that is not there
I feel like a dandelion with no ground to hold onto,
No sky to cry out to, no heart to see into
And no mercy to throw myself upon.

"The prince of this world is a tireless bastard"
I heard that somewhere and I've never forgotten it
For it is true like most things are
Before they become lies that conquer hope,
For repeated long enough, the biggest lie can sound like gospel.

I have found myself a stone.........
A pebble in my shoe that grew
Into a weapon that I can hold
To beat against these panes of glass
Until they break and let me see.

I am no more safe in here than there
So why stay here? Why not just leave?
I crawl through the shattered windows, in this defiance
Holding the stone that has turned to a sword
And drop to the ground upon my shoeless feet.

My guards are amazed, they stop dead still
The lions, those demons that devour mankind,
They howl at my appearance at last,
They climb the walls to get away,
They see my crazy eyes and behold, they are afraid.

My room, the box, falls down behind me
Folds itself and disappears as though it'd never been
And as illusions shatter like a million silver mirrors,
I cry out one last time and march on bleeding feet
With my head held high, through the shards of glass
And my broken, human heart.



©by Voo
Feb 16, 2013
9:30 p.m.

When All Is Said And Done.......

Somewhere In Forever

 Somewhere In Forever


Somewhere in forever
Beyond my reach and realm
There is a dream I cannot see
Because my eyes are dim.

Somewhere in forever
Beyond my listening ear
There is a symphony playing for me
That my deafness cannot hear.

Somewhere in forever
Where love tastes good and sweet
There is a feast prepared for me
That I may one day eat.

Somewhere in forever
So soft unto the touch
There is a blanket spread for me
With the warmth I need so much.

Somewhere in forever
With a fragrance rare and pure
A balm falls from a flower that soon
Will all my weakness cure.

Somewhere in forever
My hopeful heart may know
That all the things I haven't seen
Yet, will their faces show.

Somewhere in forever
If forever starts today
I'll walk into a brand new world
And throw this one away.


©by Voo
Aug 19, 07

The Garbage Man

THE GARBAGE MAN

HERE COMES THE GARBAGE MAN

GET OUT YOUR GARBAGE CANS

THROW OUT THAT TRASH THAT YOU'VE BEEN GLEANING

ROLL UP YOUR SLEEVES AND GET SPRING CLEANING.

PITCH OUT THE HATE YOU'VE HELD SO LONG

THOSE LONESOME OLD BEER DRINKING SONGS

VACUUM UP THAT LITTERED STRIFE

AND GET THE GARBAGE OUT OF YOUR LIFE.

TEMPER YOUR TEMPER AND MEEKNESS RELEARN

IMPATIENCE THROW ON THE FIRE TO BURN

GATHER UP YOUR PARTY HATS

AND EMULATIONS ADD TO THAT.

THROW OUT THE POSTERS OF YOUR IDOLS

AND ON YOUR TONGUE PUT ON A BRIDLE

STOP YOUR EYES FROM ROVING OVER

TO THE BACK YARD OF YOUR BROTHER.

STOP YELLING AT YOUR LITTLE KIDS

FOR DOING SILLY THINGS YOU DID

` TURN OFF THE T.V. AND HIT YOUR KNEES

AND INSTEAD OF YOURSELF, TRY GOD TO PLEASE.

AND WHEN YOU'VE GATHERED UP YOUR TRASH

AND BURNED YOUR RUBBISH TO THE LAST

RUN YOU A BABTISM AND JUMP RIGHT IN

AND WASH AWAY ALL TRACE OF SIN.

THE GARBAGE TRUCK ROLLS BY EVERY HOME

AND KEEPS COMING BY TILL THE GARBAGE IS GONE

BUT THE TRUTH OF THE MATTER I'M TALKING ABOUT:

HE CAN'T PICK IT UP IF YOU DON'T PUT IT OUT.

©by Voo

Cancer

Cancer


There's a thousand kinds of cancer
A thousand kinds of death
A thousand ways to make us pay
For ever drawing breath.

I've seen it in every walk of life
I've seen it in my own
I've seen it my friends and family
I've seen it in my home.

Cancer eats and cancer knaws
And cancer lives to kill
Cancer takes our joy away
With a deadly perverse thrill.

Cancer thrives on things we love
It grows on what is bad
It takes the sunshine from our days
And replaces it with sad.

I've never known a human being
That's escaped that deadly touch
No one's immune from that hellish tune
That dirge I hate so much.

From hell it came to bring us pain
And steal our joy in life
To eat away both night and day
With it's hopeless heartless strife.

If cancer had one name alone
It's as it's always been
The worst from hell has come to dwell
That one name would be Sin.

Eating at God's Paradise
Eating at our tables
Eating at our very souls
We continue and enable.

So many kinds of cancer
So many kinds of ill
So many ways to shut out life
So many ways to kill.

The physical, the spiritual
The emotional, the soul
It has a way of grinding up
The things we see as gold.

And if there's a remedy for this
This cancer I speak of
To stop the spread before we're all dead
That remedy is Love.



©by Voo
December 9, 2004
 1 a.m.

Arms of the Angel

GOLDEN CLOUDS IN A SILVER SKY


HEAVEN IS SO BEAUTIFUL
I SAW IT IN A VISION
AND IF I HAD THE CHANCE TO GO THERE AGAIN
IT WOULD BE A SIMPLE DECISION.

THE STREETS OF THE CITY ARE PAVED WITH GOLD
IT'S GATES ARE MADE OF PEARL
THE RAIN BOWS THERE AROUND GOD'S THRONE
ARE NOT FOUND IN THIS WORLD.

THE FLOWERS DANCE, THE FLOWERS SING
THE MUSIC FILLS THE AIR
BUT IF YOU LOOK TO SEE THE SOURCE
IT COMES FROM EVERYWHERE.

THE WIND OF HEAVEN IS SWEET AND GENTLE
IT FEELS LIKE A LOVING CARESS
THE PERFUME OF ROSES RIDES ON IT'S WINGS
AND IT BRINGS YOU SUCH PEACE AND SUCH REST.

THE COLORS WITH WHICH GOD HAS PAINTED HIS KINGDOM
MAKE THE COLORS WE KNOW SEEM SO DIM AND SO PALE
WITH THE EYE OF AN ARTIST, HE HAS CREATED A MASTERPIECE
AND IT'S THERE, WAITING, SHINING, JUST BEYOND THE VEIL.

THE FAMILY OF GOD RESIDES IN THAT PLACE
THE ONES WHO HAVE GONE ON BEFORE
THOSE WHO SUFFERED AND DIED BUT NOW IN JOY DO ABIDE
WHERE THEY'LL NEVER KNOW GRIEF ANYMORE.

THE ANGELIC ARMY HAS HEAD QUARTERS THERE
AND THEY GO AND THEY COME AND THEY GO
ON MISSIONS AND WARS, TO COMFORT THE SCARRED
ON ORDERS THAT ONLY THEY KNOW.

IN THE MIDST OF THE CITY IS A RIVER
THAT COMES FROM THE FOUNTAIN OF GOD
THAT BEGINS AT HIS THRONE AND FLOWS TO HIS OWN
LIKE A RIVER OF CRYSTAL CLEAR BLOOD.

ON IT'S BANKS STAND SUCH MARVELOUS TREES
AND THEIR FRUIT GROW IN VARIOUS KINDS
AND THE PEOPLE DO MEET AND COME THERE TO EAT
FOR THE HEALING OF THEIR BODIES AND MINDS.

YOU NEVER SAW SUCH GLORY!
YOU NEVER SAW SUCH LOVE!
YOU NEVER SAW HERE ON THIS EARTH
WHAT'S WAITING FOR US THERE ABOVE!

THIS POEM COULD LAST FOREVER
AND I NEVER COULD RELATE
THE UN-ENDING WONDER OF HEAVEN
THAT EXISTS BEYOND THOSE FAIR GATES.

THERE IS NO HATE AND THERE IS NO HURT
NO MISERY OR PAIN
SUCH HAPPY PEOPLE WITH HAPPY FACES
AND THE JOY COMES DOWN LIKE RAIN.

THE FATHERS OF THE FAITH DWELL THERE
THE ELDERS AND THE TEACHERS
THE KINGS, THE PRIESTS, THE GREAT, THE LEAST
THE PROPHETS AND THE PREACHERS.

EVERYONE HAS A PLACE OF HONOR
(MAYBE NOT IN LIFE) BUT NOW
BUT NO ONE THINKS ABOUT HIMSELF
BUT AT JESUS' FEET, THEY BOW.

AND JESUS IS THE SUNSHINE THERE
HIS LIGHT FILLS EVERYTHING
IN THE PLACE PREPARED BEFORE THE BIRTH OF EARTH
WHERE JESUS IS THE KING.

THEN THE VISION ENDED AS VISIONS DO
IT FADED FROM MY EYES
BUT I CAN STILL SEE IT HERE IN MY HEART
THAT BEAUTIFUL, BEAUTIFUL PARADISE.

THE GLORY OF GOD AND THE SPLENDOR OF HEAVEN
I LONG FOR IT SO THAT IT MAKES MY SOUL CRY
OH, TO STEP ON THAT SHORE FOR JUST ONE MOMENT MORE!
WITH IT'S GOLDEN CLOUDS IN A SILVER SKY.

©by Voo
A true story
November 18, 2002 2:30 a.m.