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Tuesday, December 10, 2024

Tumbling Down repost

 


Letting Go
by Tracey Chattaway

song inspired the story




Tumbling Down


Tumbling down
Into the midnight's glow
You taught my body
Things it did not know.

We kissed until our lips
Grew tired and numb
And smiled out loud
And wondered what we'd done.

In blankets warm
And fireplace paradise
We held onto each other
With our eyes.

And fingers clasped
And arms and legs entwined
We drowned in new love's bliss
Like vintage wine.

As winter wind sang softly
Round the trees
We hummed along
Like starving honey bees.

And all the while
The snow piled up outside
And true love found
It had no place to hide.

We laughed and loved
Till night became tomorrow
And joy replaced our long-held-onto
Sorrow.

Tumbling down
In bed of rumpled sheets
We found the hidden void
Where wholeness meets.

And wrapped ourselves
In warmth that thwarts the cold
Two lonely broken hearts
Became one soul.





©By Voo

May 20, 2017
8:50 p.m.

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: THE SCARE CROW THAT I AM

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Thursday, November 21, 2024

Vision...In The World Of The Blind

 








Vision

(In The World Of The Blind)



Peering through the darkness growing
I saw the forms of men
Running in the black winds blowing
Their banners raised for sin
Rounding up the innocents
Rallying the troops
Separating goats and lambs
To isolated groups
Whistleblowers silencing
Preachers preaching truth
Scandalized and smeared with lies
Without an ounce of proof
I saw the evil rising
To rooftops and to sky
Spreading chaos through the land
As the blind embraced the lie
Oceans full of grief and greed
Sweeping out the earth
Bringing death to young and old
That never knew new birth
Bullets flying, children crying
Blood running in the street
While drug cartels, the spawn of hell
Walked by on spotless feet
Politicians shaking hands
Making dirty deals
Bought and paid for in back rooms
From power broker shills
Taking from the average Joe
Taking from the salt
Of earth, those good and godly folk
Whose souls cannot be bought
And in the penthouses of the world
Sipping cold champagne
The idol makers strategize
To give their puppets fame
(It's all about the wealth and gold
It's all about the choice
To let them tell you what to say
While they use your voice)
I saw the wars on paper planned
The calculated death
The skies so full of chemicals
You could hardly draw your breath
Marching to the hospitals
Begging for the drugs
I couldn't tell in that sick hell
The housewives from the thugs
Plans and schemes and shattered dreams
Lay scattered on the ground
While hope went up in ashes
And hopelessness came down
And men in thousand dollar suits
Tore down the nations' borders
And bowed before the entities
From which they take their orders
I saw there in the Spirit's light
The plan of old so clear
I felt the cold breath on my neck
The Devil stood so near
Like ants beneath his feet are men
Disposable, obtuse
He drains their souls, throws them away
When there is no more use
I saw there in the darkness growing
From sea to shining sea
Demon and man work hand in hand
And I know that they saw me
They saw me see the ancient Plan
They saw me grasp their dream
They saw me raise my righteous fist
They saw me and they screamed
And in the darkness a multitude
Of lights blinked on and blazed 
The Army of the Lord awakened
And their righteous fists were raised
I saw the enemy scatter then
Like insects in the light
The Devil's plan undone, unwon
As the blind received their sight.




©by Voo Shining Stone
April 24, 2006