SOUND OFF
I have no desire to
hear the worlds words
rather would I
the chirping of birds
to hear the clapping
of leaves in the breeze
whirring of
hummingbirds wings of the bees
Or the babbling
sounds of the brook
the rumbling of earth
when its being shook
the patter upon
my roof
of the rain
the sounds of the
city care I to abstain
I love the plunging
of waves upon rocks
detest the noise
of the ticking of clocks
road blare of wheels
upon tar and cement
or clamor of crowds
who attend an event
The racket of what
some people call song
which clashing
smashing banging belong
but the voices of
wolves howling by moon
or soulful longing
in notes of the
loon
the rustle and
whisper of wind in the wheat
tender the note
of a newborn lambs bleat
expressions of nature
when its in play
I want to hear
what the animals say
The laughter of
children learning a game
squawks of chickens
and sheep that are tame
the wail of wind
through a window crack
splitting of thunder
lighting nights black
The chill on the
spine from a low growl
so quiet you can hear
the drop of a towel
music that lifts
the breath of ones soul
the crackle of ice
which freezes a pole
the echoes in canyons
when you give a call
snapping of trees
when in a storm fall
the rustle and flush
the dog and the pheasant
their decent upon
my ears
very pleasant
I want to hear
the sounds of Gods garden
when the trial is
over I’ve got a full
pardon
the voices of those
whose hearts that I love
when I hear these
its you I think of
These are the things
that to my heart speak
sounds of the
newborn pats of baby feet
take me away
from Babylon’s din
the screeching and
static created by men
COPYRIGHT © 2011
C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law
Group LLC
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FACE OFF
Your face is ever
before me
like a painting etched in sky
as the dusk of dawn approaches
still seeking the reasons why
like a painting etched in sky
as the dusk of dawn approaches
still seeking the reasons why
I would set upon your
head a crown
before you would I bow
with affection would I clothe you
if knew I only how
before you would I bow
with affection would I clothe you
if knew I only how
Every sight of you is
pleasure
your voice to me a song
every feeling within that’s stored up
to be empty of it wrong
your voice to me a song
every feeling within that’s stored up
to be empty of it wrong
Never have eyes seen
so much
stored in a well of man
fought have I with resistance
It’s course for me unplanned
stored in a well of man
fought have I with resistance
It’s course for me unplanned
The mountains into
the valley slide
the path of which you spake
to empty there every river
like the fig in wind does shake
the path of which you spake
to empty there every river
like the fig in wind does shake
My ear has heard its
calling
like angels in the wind
the words of a heart falling
to reason its amend
like angels in the wind
the words of a heart falling
to reason its amend
Every note has played
its key
upon us did aria descend
the chords of exultation
a song can none pretend
upon us did aria descend
the chords of exultation
a song can none pretend
Every key has its own
note
every scale its own cry
every sound of truth you hear
will every lie defy
every scale its own cry
every sound of truth you hear
will every lie defy
You are my beloved
ones
none can you replace
in every place I seek you
to have my eyes upon your face
none can you replace
in every place I seek you
to have my eyes upon your face
COPYRIGHT © 2012
C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
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via Duboff Law Group LLC
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ACCURSED
Today the leaves
again dance in the wind
the view of it I never want to end
when the trees do move and sway
reminders that we all live within this day
the view of it I never want to end
when the trees do move and sway
reminders that we all live within this day
All across the earth
do live we here
and it’s beauty wondrous is near
the wind brushes upon my skin
and I know the same touches other men
and it’s beauty wondrous is near
the wind brushes upon my skin
and I know the same touches other men
How close we are
connected in it’s themes
having all the same abundant hopes and dreams
to live and caress another soul
whose loving kindness makes us whole
having all the same abundant hopes and dreams
to live and caress another soul
whose loving kindness makes us whole
The wind itself
embraces round the earth
touches everyone who here lives in birth
Seasons rains and sun impacts us all
within the universe are we all so small
touches everyone who here lives in birth
Seasons rains and sun impacts us all
within the universe are we all so small
Glistening dew upon
the fields of grass
for me the seasons move far to fast
softly clothed are flowers who begin the spring
God has arrayed so beautifully everything
for me the seasons move far to fast
softly clothed are flowers who begin the spring
God has arrayed so beautifully everything
Mysteries of universe
and earth
curiously probe we upon their birth
everlasting hills that never die
our lives so short must we ask why
curiously probe we upon their birth
everlasting hills that never die
our lives so short must we ask why
how few of us depth
of consideration give
to the endless cosmos which in we live
stretches vastly beyond the points we see
and paints us pictures and dream eternity
to the endless cosmos which in we live
stretches vastly beyond the points we see
and paints us pictures and dream eternity
Short lived we are by
all that does surround
till return do we to dust of ground
God’s love has so preserved our universe
and within we die because of curse
till return do we to dust of ground
God’s love has so preserved our universe
and within we die because of curse
sources Gen.3
Matt.6:25-34 Is 40:22
COPYRIGHT © 2010 C Michael
Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
via Duboff Law Group LLC
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