Saturday, 31 March 2007

You"ll better step in now

You can't get any closer to God now !


The temple inside

The philosopher sat beside the thought
and made his own construction of duality.
Could a higher vision
be experienced with words, can you put Love
in a sentence, hope I can,
love you too !


Friday, 30 March 2007

The Paradox

I am satisfied inside
rob said;" I am smart enough to say I don't know."
(but it don't means I have to drink your bitter cup)


Holy Ghost

Five elements
to play with in bliss
fire water earth air
and the harmony to sing
our own simple song
of elevating silence
when four is one
you will get five
there's a lot of bullshit to sell
when we dwell around our pain
can we make it through another
day.
rob said; "Get lost !"You can't
find anybody here".


Thursday, 29 March 2007

Common grounds in Love

This improvisation got no blues
the trees are in bloom
I'm walking much too soon
in our marvelous sun
shining the light
a little bit too bright
for myself to understand
but it's alright !


Revolution was yesterday did you miss it ?

Nobody in this cosmic school
can do anything about an inner evolution
it's probably stronger than God.


Tuesday, 27 March 2007

Monday, 26 March 2007

Initiation of the stone

Her hands went through me
on a warm day in spring
in a blue light
she handed me a yellow stone
from the laughing sun
underneath my feet two flowers grow
the roots are solid and can only give.


Snake bite in the night

Under a blue blanket
the bush in flames I am that I am.


Sunday, 25 March 2007

Running in the chemical rain

Goddess in a wicked house
an open door beside the table
she is remembering still those rivers in her dream
but there is smoke in the dark corner of the room,
four children with flowers in their hair
were beaten underneath their beds
he took a bite of the little souls
teeth marks on their innocent cheeks
closed eyes in the temple,

the cowards are praying
on the front row
proclaiming the dust from an old book
and don't give a fuck
another day another dollar

living dead
keep talking about love
the earth stood still again
and the golden sun
stopped shining
against her blissful silence inside

she was lost
in a blue stone.

The soft breeze
was forgotten
the garden
was rotting
for all to see
in our sad
cultivated oblivion.


I shot the mule
in the cold morning
naked on my knees
I’m staring in her anxious heart
the ground turned red
and I started to run
in the back streets
of this lost town
in the chemical cold rain.
rob2007

Saturday, 24 March 2007

Who do you Love

Singing the good song
from the source.
Are we part of the problem?
Some say you are what you buy !
Are you giving or are you taking.
What is Love ?


Tuesday, 20 March 2007

She knows some things to save you again

Beyond all believes
Love is always open to come back home
the circle is unbroken.


What's going on ?

Mother, Mother.....


Sunday, 18 March 2007

Back to the forrest

Shine, shine, shine,
back to the woods
gone with the mystic circus
doing the jokers act again.

The Holy scripture rewritten
with words that don't mean a thing
to a heart that is experiencing the breeze
of Love.


Saturday, 17 March 2007

Isis lonely on top of the mountain

The moon is longing pure in my womb
the smile is caught in a silver box.

Dream become awake in this life.

So the playing heart can give more
and the powers that be believe
that it's all for free.


Friday, 16 March 2007

Wise

He awoke in the answer
the tree was half way burned
the mirror felt on a bleeding soul
balance flew through the small space less warmth
she nestled against his freedom
an expecting mouth, abandonment to life
the earth smiled to the green sun
the blue moon started laughing
a release, the bullet hit him in his temple.

The dream is burning on the darkness of oil
exhausting fumes in the coughing atmosphere
in ecstasy the breathing caresses the open heart
the scent of lavender to camouflage the smell of garbage
the children are so angry in the neglected woods.

Innocent he opens up the ancient door
the breeze got through the hidden pain.


Thursday, 15 March 2007

The dreams stroll through electronic madness

Beside the pressed freedom
blind faith in the words written down
on blue painted roses
they are blooming on a lonely mountain top
blood goes like a stormy ocean
the divine couple is making love
on the middle of the road
a soft pray for a summer in the garden.


Wednesday, 14 March 2007

You know that I'll be coming home

The lion hollers
the lamb lost in devotion
the mountains are blooming in my shoes
the evening is laughing
the stars whispering in the gutter.

Words clash against the ivory towers
a bottle of beer went straight into heaven
the noise is falling into the trying silence
naked and free dancing beside the warm breath
the source gave her heart to eternal being.
rob2007


Tuesday, 13 March 2007

Stolen elements in the dark parts of the heart


Meditation in the soft smoke

Cool wind goes in
warm winds back in the garden
breathing through the pain in the golden sun
we all should be playful.
Guild free, will make you very, very humble !


A little pray for a nice day

What's up in the crazy pub.


Become Wise

You can't become a little bit old and wise no more
enjoying the sunny breeze in the Garden.
Your grandchildren have to work too hard
to keep the big wheels turning,
you're reduced to a number in the monetary structure.
You better stay forever young
and keep strong to keep on hunting in the concrete jungle
of the deaf, dumb and blind
to pay off your debts to the wall street company.
Still in chains
hoping for a next life
some kisses in the summer rain
in a world full of strife.


Monday, 12 March 2007

Secrets on the ground

Spring
the birds and clouds
are eternal too

the end is finished
I've smoked all books
of this fragile world.

Enlightened simplicity
without leaving traces behind
in the dust,
my thoughts flutter
like the burnt-out Gods ...


Saturday, 10 March 2007

An abstraction in the night

we could be kings and queens


Awareness under the roots of a tree

Avatar had awoken the skin of the heart
the avenger was an average soul
looking for attention
with an incantation to make it rain all day
in the toyshop of our greed,
the psychoanalyst can only help us to stand
the illusion,
it made him pretty rich the poison he is dealing.
You have to break the chains inside
hope you find someone who is pointing
to the Self.


Friday, 9 March 2007

What's with the frog ?

So fragile the heartland
don't burn the candle at both ends.

Corn is not created for cars and airplanes !
We could live from the wind.
The sweet summertime is almost here again,
the tree are in bloom again
on the sunny side of the street.
My grandmother is dying,
she is 91.


Wednesday, 7 March 2007

This ancient evolution

Brought me to my knees,
this ancient evolution
has nothing to do with believe.

True nature is love
and you have nothing to choose
when the One is playing
the silver horn,
better be well tuned .

Tuesday, 6 March 2007

Against that blue sky

Saw Isis leaning against a tree
in the morning dew
she gave her child to the source
seven flowers appeared beneath her feet
every step went deeper in the heart
no one could get around it
they had to do their own mysterious part
to let this paradise bloom again
(the eternal One knows who said this yesterday)


Monday, 5 March 2007

The mystic gateway

A madman's trust
jumping in the empty space,
you got to have a lot of faith,
it's all about the source inside !

Have a funky good time now

Fly on
purple butterfly
your dreams are coming through
accompanied by those ancient winds
no more rain in these clouds now
just the awareness of the pain in the mirror of the mother
and I'm trying to keep the doors wide open
so the children can sing those hymns of eternity again.


Sunday, 4 March 2007

Response in blue

It is all so true
a response in blue
the purple moon the fish went through
a wide open circle with crazy little dots
made us wild in those ancient gardens up above
a wise heart knows that it is love.


Saturday, 3 March 2007

No more war


Is this gate a reality?

Is it a gate?
The mind can only express in duality
light and dark, maybe the conclusion will be
a saviour on the end of the road,
a being of light, an angel.
Maybe your looking deep into your own eyes,
some say you have to let go(let it be)
and the illusion
becomes reality for the first time.
Love is nameless all the conclusions pointing
at this direction,
some call it God, all words are included
evolution is creating the best possible situation
to become the One, that you really are
One big bang of Love.
Come on children let us play!

the dolphin -march 2007-


Thursday, 1 March 2007

Mindless clouds

The thinker
walks by the water, searching for the mountain top.
The philosopher's stone,
a heart of gold !