ON THE WIND

On The Wind

I left some words out on the wind

A whispered prayer, and said "amen"

I spoke into my hands and sighed

And then released them to the sky.

I saw your face there in the moon

For just a moment and none too soon

All day I'd hungered for your smile

To come and warm me for awhile.

I heard the voices in the trees

I felt the soft, sweet breath of breeze

It touched my hair, it touched my cheek

I was so moved, I couldn't speak.

Leaning on my cabin door

My heart was full but needed more

The day was done, the night was long

My ears were longing for your song.

Do you not see? Do you not know?

My heart's with you wherever you go

A hundred lifetimes, a hundred ages

You're written here on my life's pages.

How my soul yearns, my body burns

Do you not feel me? Do you discern?

I need to hold you. I need to say

The words to make you come and stay.

The morning dawns now and still I stand

Holding lonely in my hand

My words are out there flying free

Why can't your lost heart hear my plea?

©by Voo

Sept 1, 08

12:52 a.m.

for Mark C.

INFORMATION OVERLOAD

Information Overload

You used to tell me that I was evasive

And gave too little information

Now you ask me nothing 

And tell me even less

Is this normal or have I done

The unthinkable

And told you more than you

Ever wanted to know?

You used to tell me that I was like

A figment of your imagination

Now you look at me in a different tone

And I hear you thinking "Get real!"

I can't go back to mystery now

I've gone too far, told you too much

Revealed truth too sad and reality too scarred

What now? 

Is this the part where one of us runs?

©2007 by Voo

LOOKING

Looking

(the beginning of a journey)

Streets as dark as dark can get

Skies as black as blackest jet

I walk these hopeless paths and yet....

Keep looking, I keep looking.

There in the night, a distant light

There in the light, a dim lit sight

I run to see if I am right.....

For looking, always looking.

Too many times, too many days

I've lost my treasure, lost my ways

Grabbed hold so tight, they slipped away....

But continued looking, continued looking.

There is a place, I know, for me

And I will know it when I see

An oasis from this world, will be.....

If I keep looking, just keep looking.

My footsteps, slower now, with age

My life, words, on a yellowed page

My heart, a sad thing in a cage.....

Beats faintly, but still looking, looking.

Love, it calls my unknown name

Like taunting children at a game

Life, it changes, but stays the same....

And I go on looking, I go on looking.

Then up ahead, around a curve

A bright light rises from the swerve

And welcomes me with smile and verve....

And I stop looking, I stop looking.

(the ending)

Written

For the man who is still looking
my friend S.............

All Nite Cafe

by John Trudell

©by Voo

March 22, 08

3:50 p.m.