about the oil spill
the sky and the air are full of poison
the rainbow colors of the sky remains distorted
creating ever darker prisons for the living and dying
now, when will we crush the prison of greed?
and can we even wipe the ocean off red tears?..
we can look back to understand the future
now, was it the way we seek to grow our profits
that starts all the dark ways of wanting... - ?
but we know that deep within all of us
another ocean of emerges in time
shining brilliantly like a sun in the center of space
then we know we are here for the giving
and taking and sharing of hearts
we move along the ocean of forms
to enrich the ever new earth
and we create even stars
from within----
from so deep within
wishing to sing a song of such kind
to become real and true
creating a world - so endlessly sweet
Oh, sweet world... your are mine, so near and dear, a love divine...
