Oh, To Be A Sea Gull

            O, To Be a Sea Gull

O, to be a sea gull

To sail the whispering sea

To catch the sun when day is done

And never need the tree.

O, to be a sea gull

With nothing more to do

Than watch for food and catch it

And bathe within the blue.

O, to be a sea gull

With freedom in my soul

Feathers ruffled with the wind

And days made out of gold.

O, to be a sea gull

Not tethered to the earth

To know your purpose in this world

Between your death and birth.

O, to be a sea gull

A common bird for sure

But special in my eyes so that

That bird, I wish I were.

© by Voo

May 29, 2010

1:51 a.m.

Strangely Vulnerable

 Strangely Vulnerable


Always been a steel butterfly
A stem that bends, not breaks
I had to be a woman early
For all my siblings' sakes.

I sacrificed my childhood
Though it was truly not my choice
I had to grieve in silence
And pretend I had no voice.

While deep inside, I yearned for
A life to call my own
Someone to make me feel loved
Someone to feel like home.

And years went by in sadness
And no love showed it's face
I looked to find that treasure
And made for it a place.

The  sadness made me stronger
The pain gave me resolve
An enigma and a puzzle
That no one dared to solve.

I stood alone, I lived alone
A warrior in the fight
No armor bearer, no sweet companion
To help me bear the night.

And then you came into my life
With love there in your eyes
So much like I, it made me cry
And feel I'd won a prize.

And all my soul I gave to you
And all my love and heart
Feeling you fit into me
Like we'd never been apart.

But to my surprise, I found that I
In surrendering all of me
Became a little girl again
That only you could see.

That strong oak tree that I'd become
 Became a willow, swaying
And the warrior woman so tough outside
Became a school girl, playing.

That love would make me vulnerable
Was not part of my plan
I only mean't to show my strength
Like I'd always shown a man.

But not with you could I do that
However right or wrong
I found myself surrendering
And not wanting to be strong.

For in your arms I felt at last
The woman and the girl
I'd always been but was afraid to be
Alone there in the world.

And you have the power to crush me
And your words can bite and sting
Just as you have the power to endow
And the gift to make me sing.

So strangely, strangely vulnerable
I've become and yet I find
It's comforting to be a part of you,
Your body and your mind.

What heals can hurt, what hurts can heal
It's odd how love can be
The humbling vulnerabilities
In turn, can set you free.

You'll hurt me though you don't mean to
And heal me if you can
Through it all, you'll see, the woman- child in me
Will make you a stronger man.

For fear of love doesn't make you strong
But weaker every day
For your heart slows down and eventually stops
Every time you push love away.

These are the lessons that I've learned
In the life wars that I've fought
And that love is the most highly prized of all things
But it's something that cannot be bought.

So I willingly give my self to you
For my heart, though battle-worn
Is soft and pliable in your hands
Like a heart, just newly born.

©By Voo Shining Stone
The Woman-Child Who Found Herself
Jan 14, 2020
1:06 a.m.

Native Praise

Ride The Wind

by Broken Walls

Proclamation

by Broken Walls

We Dance Before You

by Broken Walls

Victory Song

by Broken Walls

Beyond Beyond

Put on full screen...amazing!!!

Devil's Food Cake

Devil's Food Cake


The devil is the biggest liar the world has ever seen
He tries to convince us that the red hot of hell is in reality, Eden so green
A master of illusion, a con of first degree
He has no power, he has no strength, be careful what you see.

He goes about as a roaring lion, inside, he's just a rat
He scares the foolish out of their wits but runs from a bold christian cat 
He comes in like a flashing flood although he's just a trickle
And makes the world think that he's a rich king when in truth he ain't worth a nickel.

But some of us are onto him, we buy his tricks no more
We don't read his books or dig his looks and we immediately show him the door
He feeds the world his devil food, they buy it by the ton
They think he's cute in his little red suit, no threat to anyone.

"Give your kids the devil!" they say
As they sell us their goods on t.v.
Devilicious they call it and grin as they eat it
But you'll never sell that stuff to me.

I never ate a devil's food cake, I never like the name
Or deviled eggs or deviled ham or played that devil's game
I never thought that it was cute the cartoon way they paint him
With fork and tail and silly grin, I'm here to say that aint him.

Ol' RatFace thinks he's really smart, he thinks he's got us fooled
Half of the world thinks that he don't exist and the other half thinks that he's cool
But I got news for Mr. Luce, someday his lights will dim
And all the tricks he ever played will be played back on him.

Is this the one we feared and honored, the world will ask in disgust
Is this our king, this pitiful thing crawling in the dust?
No magic then can save him, no mercy will be shown
In torment of hell that dude will dwell and finally leave us alone.

And all I ask is just one thing, the height of my desire
Is to light the match to ignite the blaze upon the lake of fire!
And he won't think it funny then, I'm sure he'll probably cry
And hell will look like Burger King and Satan, a greasy french fry.

He thought it cute to inspire some kook to name food after himself
But he won't laugh when he sees Jesus get that cake pan down from the shelf
We'll make us a batter and settle the matter and get our revenge on that rake
And head chef I'll be, oh, my eyes long to see
When we bake a real devil's food cake!



©by Voo

2-2:45 a.m.