Sitting near the mother of India
Waiting for the sun
I hear the ancient water song
Sending a clear message
In ripples, gurgles and in none
Water song water words
I’ve often heard
Framed in vibration 
upon the seasonal winds
For I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
They fly every day
They fly to eternity
But their energy never dies
For it is here and here it will stay.

Watching the pictures 
that glow in my mind
As visions of paradise 
Become easier to find 
Having stepped momentarily
into the beyond, 
The tears of a thousand deaths
Are now in my eyes, splashing upon
The word the Ancients breathed
Is the Being the God the Light – OM
I speak a hundred tongues
To the Moon
To find the child therein
Has spoken the same 
But a million years ago.

Wear your love across the universe
Like a cloak on fire with sequins and furs
Live – love – love again 
Look without, look within
Listen to the Voice
Interrupt ye not
For you have the choice 
To open your eyes
To open your mind 
To connect with the infinite
With material thee abide.

Practise a verse 
Exercise and rehearse
Lift its dampening grave
Leave ye not the one who raves 
Ignore ye not the madman
Nor the depraved
Remember them in healing times 
Cast thee your net
To spread so very very wide…

Laugh and pity the hypocrites
Send them your love
Leave unturned no Stone,
The settled ones 
are the deafened ones, 
Fear not what was cast from above
Disturb well to over turn,
Examine and forever learn
That the Companions on your earth
Wear not the iron-mail
Nor carry the iron fist
Their purpose is hidden  
Inside a blood red mist.
If you can penetrate
Then for the sake of love
Do not hesitate
Lift the Stone
Above your head
Throw it with venom
Into the gliding Ganges
The Stone fits inside
it’s mother’s womb
In blocks the tomb
forever the eternal Stargate