The time that passed betwixt the daze of days past atlast in Australia isles where I smiled contemplating
Do not forget me, I did not forget you, and when I go I may not see you again
I feel tibet calling I'm blowing on the wind, and the mountain is you is us all as that
which cannot be given name, theres more truth in calling that
you have dreamt of the forest, and our conversations there
what i liked about you was words, which only try to grasp what we share
no matter where you go, where friends that's that
because I is I whoever you are and I come from the I the one standing tall
and the wall in us all must fall we are here to share friendship with that
whatever it may be
and I had too many tears to speak to anyone but jesse and me
but now I have made peace with my love and my self
and me being single in societies eyes doesnt mean i want anyone else
because i want that's love in where-ever it grows
because the roots are there where-ever it shows
whether subconcious or subliminal there is just one love
bob marley was a prophet, or rather i should say
the prophet lives among us, within us, everyday
and you never take the time to get in touch
when i am free
and i bet it was the same for you in many ways
so these days you have to see what i dont show many
that love is love no matter who you're friends be
and the message lives here with me and sets me free
with the love that i feel flowing out from everything
and this is pure joy without chemical influence
but alice never was evil for eating that mushroom
in wonderland the wonderous people wander around and around
so let me explain something
which is what ive wanted to do
if you take the chance to see what ive thought through
that
which is alive and is stronger then the high
but is the high
and is the is
and is the the
and is the and
and and returns and lives quite constantly
follow me in the streetlight between the talk
i am there with you i am on the walk
what lives in me lives in you too so it doesnt matter if you reply
but i just wanted to let you that im feeling fly
and that means without sex or anything but learning
i can feel the roots of the wings im earning
and free i am though my love remains
i once said i love you, when my passion aimed
but strained from the physical my love is everlasting
i enjoy conversating with people interested in grasping...

what i liked about you was words, which only try to grasp

but there is no you or me, do what you going do
i called you many times, i guess the timings bad
but you cannot deny the life of times we all have

and trust me its not the way you hold yourself that makes me see
i live in and hear, the air speaks to me

Aedan

Oh sensuous Earth do bequeath thee Earth-passion-time-and-thought
give this to the walls and to the waterfalls sing this in the woods of the heart
"I am" smoke and all this is between the mirror, which keeps 'me' from seeing
wish for luck, pray for peace, swear by the truth of the house
For
It is flowers walking here and there
And flowers are in the blooming garden of life
but a traveller and friend to all in this home
rooted in all of life
yes, a bit of king a bit of queen a bit of the universe throne
glory be to the many faces of it, for there is no idol for the one which is all
Do not fear poison in this cup, do not approach now with malice
but the little planet-plant between the flame and the chalice
and love is due to this but "I" shall not do to it any thing
what am "I" here to bring, waiting until its time to dive into the tree's roots again??
nonsense. "we" cannot be this.
the canoe is the living body and the life is open tide.
when sensuous is spoken do not disregard all of senses
The colours seen are eaten.
The sounds heard are eaten.
The experience itself is oxygen to the spark of life.

and even saying it means no thing.
there is not a thing at all to say..
but to recite the many names while it sky dives and falls...
the seeds to be planted and the rest eating itself...
when life moves to the next life and life makes it's soul even..
peaCe