In The Moonlight Deep

The Visitors by Jana Mashonee 

the song that inspired the write..........

In The Moonlight Deep

I'm dancing in the moonlight deep

I'm dancing in the sun

I'm dancing in the mountain keep

That holds no heart but one.

Like echoes from another time

I sing my songs of joy

And hunt for treasures with the tools

My heart finds to employ.

The eagle watches silently

The deer observes my dance

The brown wren seeks to settle near

But doesn't take the chance.

I bathe in waters crystal clear

And purify my self

Lie in the smoke of sweet grass scent

Till there is nothing left.

I speak the words of holy men

I pray my fathers' chants

I see the visions Spirit sends

When I stand up and dance.

And I'm dancing at the rainbow's end

I'm dancing in the streams

I'm dancing on the tall green hills,

In the valleys of my dreams.

Like Turtle crawls in perseverance

And Wolf howls in the night

I laugh at Trickster's fun and games

And keep out of his sight.

And on I go through falling rain,

In morning's sparkling dew

Into the haunted realms of men

Until I find you.

(If you are Shadow,

I am Light

But I crave you

Like Day craves Night.

In Warrior Dance

And ancient tongue

I'll dance to arms

Where I belong.)

An empty heart compels me go

Though I keep it hidden well

And feet of longing carry me

To the place no man can tell.

And I'm dancing in the twilight blue

I'm dancing in the sky

I'll dance until the vow is kept

Upon the day I die.

I'm dancing in the midnight dark

I'm dancing in the embers

Of a fire that burned so long ago

Not a living soul remembers.

But I recall it when I dance

And all the secrets keep

To give back to the One Who Waits

There in the moonlight deep.

©by Voo

April 4, 09

6:41 p.m.

 

In Memory of a Wonderful Friend, Marion, Who Went Home on Mother's Day 2025 We will miss you!

A Place Called Love

IS

HEAVEN

COME LORD JESUS, COME..............

Home

by 

Gwangsig Park

Some People Can't

 

Some People Can't

Some people just can't be helped

That's what the old folks say

My mistake was wanting so

To help you find your way.

But like most narcissists that I've met

You put me on a shelf

'Cause you figured out I would never love you

As much as you loved yourself.

And with that fact, you could not deal

For you cannot deal with much

No tough love would you tolerate

But only a tender touch.

Your floors were made of eggshells

On which you made me walk

And only about your perfect image

Was I allowed to talk.

I wonder how many hearts you broke

How many lives, destroyed

You learned as a youth how to play the game

And all your tricks deployed.

Those tiny moments when it was good

And I thought it would work out

Were dashed to bits when you had your fits

(And I never knew what about.)

I sighed, you cried

I cried, you'd scream

Making such nightmares

Out of every dream.

I was damned if I didn't

I was damned if I did

You physically grew up

But stayed a perpetual kid.

The Bible says....

(Now hear me out)

Don't let your praises

Issue from your own mouth.

But you boast, you brag

You embellished, you lied

Your soul selfish and empty

But so full of pride.

You have no humility

No greatness or grace

And you wouldn't know God

If you met face to face.

Yet everything you say

And everything you write

Declares of all human beings

You're the only one "right."

I'm sure you'll go into a rage

And we both know it's true

You'll hate what's written on this page

But thrilled it's about you.

You build yourself up constantly

By tearing others down

You're only happy when you see

Them groveling on the ground.

And yet, and yet, you need them ever

To flatter your vacant shell

Demand of them all the heaven they have

So you can turn it into hell.

You will share no stage or spotlight

You must be the only star

You never make amends to your wounded friends

Now you wonder where they are.

How sad to be you

So alone and bereft

But the damage done to you

You did to yourself.

You imagine an insult

When there is no insult given

You hold grudges about nothing

In that box you call living.

I tried to help you

For I perceived your need

But my love was just supply

For your vampiric greed.

And I was left broken

And drained of my will

As you left me in search

Of your next oblivious kill.

I guess I finally understand

That it's always been this way

There are two kinds of people here:

The predator and prey.

But I won't let myself be used

Now that I've had my say

Even though my heart is torn in two

I pray you find your way.

©️Voo Shing Stone

      May 18, 2025

an observation of all the many, many

narcissistic people, male and female,

that I have known and tried to help

by showing them loving kindness

but was almost destroyed in the process.

Only God knows what made them that

way and what spirit they are of.  I truly 

hope they all get set free someday.

Two Of My Favorite Things In The World!!

 

This MOVIE and this SONG!!!!!!!!

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