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Welcome to the great poem!

Please feel free to contribute 4 lines.
The rest you can add at home in your own life.

"The great instrument is uncompleted.
The great tone has an inaudible sound."
- Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

One day may we see every song of every person as one ongoing song in perfect harmony.

One day may we see every painting of every person as one
giant canvas on which the whole world exists.

In our hearts may we always know that the voice of every human being on the planet is the one voice of love we so desperately need to hear right now.

And so begins this form of the great poem.



The Great Poem 
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Have you ever heard a crow sing?
Its haunting sound means death reknown to ways that do not promote its freedom
In its sweet release of tongue and cheek
A crow’s voice is its greatest freedom
And I heard it at the corner of my eye
And I saw it at the corner of my ear
So I’ll take it in where I shall begin my journey through my soul
Let the music take me where my heart wants to go
But the difference between music and noise,
however the distinction be drawn,
is the invention, creation and personal inspiration,
from nothing, something is born.
With my palate satisfied, and my thirst no more
My body moves, my spirit soars
I dance, I sing, I feel so free
I invite you to dine with me
There was a time when madness ruled day and night and were fearful
There was a time when all seemed lost and nothing mattered in life or death so tearful.
There was a time that when the wind blew the hole in my soul could be heard to whistle.
But all people can find a path to fill the soul and madness ends, and tears subside and most of life is joyful.
Where will I go amongst poets, birds and dancers?
Spiritually a serpent, betrothed to the ground.
Eyes straining to visualize what my bones have already told me,
Enchanted by the movement, I taste it from afar.
Music, noise, sound and silence;
Each has its place in the cacaphony that is the daily soundtrack of our respective lives.
Just as the crow has his place among the necessary predators.(His prey may not necessarily agree).
My music may be your noise, your sound may be music to my ears, and sometimes silence is the greatest melody of all.
Music is the cup...
That holds the wine of silence
Sound is the cup, but empty
Noise is that cup, but broken.
I rested amid the wings of angels.
Protected from the winds fierce cries...
My soul, my heart were put at ease
By angels lullabies.
And if everything meant only nothing
To someone as completely whole as you
Then all my life would be this simple promise
That-you can have me, if I can have you
I Heard that voice out behind the wall
It was calling yelling to be saved
With the stroke of the pen, we have been set free
We are free to create, free to journey
So to the voices, the key has been given
The ladder set, over the wall
Leave fear behind
And always face the sun.
Whilst we bang the drum
And feel their pulse
It draws us like gravity
And takes us from this place.
An egret plucks between the waves
Nature’s rhythm of the dead nature’s rhythm of the dead
If uni-verse means just one song, if uni-verse means sing one song
Why the choir in my head?
Yes, the place is real, because it’s something I feel
Away from the sun, the stars the moon; but not from you my Juliet.
Who knows what roads follow ahead. We have a great journey ahead of us.
As one united, we cannot be defeated.
I hear the clamour of the crow,
Alarming friends and awakening nests.
Make your music it’s time for living;
The sun is up and the moon is at rest.
Only your music can heal my wounds
Only the sweet caress of your gentle voice sets me free
In the silence I still hear your song
Its heavenly whisper fills my soul
Smooth voices winding through the air like silken threads winding a skein of notes. Weaving rhythms through feet, bones, ears to smiles.
Blending pulse tones-tones as a master chef mixing a sauce.
Heating spices, more salt, stirring faster.
A taste treat worthy of audition.
You lay on the ground looking up at the sky.
The mighty clouds suck you away to a land you have never been.
The wonder of this new land excites you.
What is this place and is it real?
I hear my beloved’s voice in the call of the crow.
Deep throated, and pulsing, and rising slow.
Rare earth and purple, it beckons me;
I am a love drunk, and on my knees.
To open your eyes, you must open your mind.
To open your mind you must open your heart.
For to open your heart, that’s the way to start.
So all mankind won’t fall apart.
And I heard the crow speak these few words.
Then a silence fell, I had never heard.
These words are yours,don’t let them fall
Because who knows "what will happen after all."
Just remember baby it’s not as important as how many breaths
you have taken in your life
But how many times
Moments have taken your breath away
When I awoke this morning the mountian’s were calling
I’m still amazed at another day dawning
Theres still music and love in all I see
just like your love it plays on inside of me
Baby i’m gonna just wait and be all of me
Someday all the worlds people will all dance free
Till that day i’ll just sit here playing
these love songs by the sea
I am building a road to the clouds
A path that opens my heart to peace
I am calling out to my brothers and sisters around me
Let us sing and set our hearts free
Let’s look at the night..
she who waits for impatient light, to sing
again...and hear the sounds of sun rise
within the sound that is eternity.
Don’t wrap a diamond in cotton
What shines also has cutting edges
Be with everything as it is right now
There is no other path
Rise up your love in me, rise up
My heart does hear you sing -
Hear me, feel me sing your words.
I live with you inside.
You said everyone cries
You said everyone flies
And the joy I keep bound
Like a secret we hide
life can make you scared and alone
you feel sick and weak
nobody there for you
yet it is friends that you seek
This I know - we can’t keep killing
If there’s a God, it’s not his willing
Hail the Chief, and kill some more
That’s not what are lives are for........Peace.
For if it continues
A piece of each and everyone of us it takes
Leaving nothing but a shell inside
and nothing but a blank piece of slate
Winners and Losers both have pain.
The more we fight, the less we gain.
Let’s not, the earth’s beauty destroy.
Only in peace, will we each find joy.
Mercy and grace comes from above,
Granted by God and sent with His love.
And, peace will abound, indeed, it will come,
When we trust in God, and are saved through His Son.
By the sound of voice of earth and sky
Directions surround below and high
Spirit moves and stirs within
Through love we learn and can begin
Dashing drizzle drops of water cools the rock
Rhyming flow sounds calms your soul tone
Leave us alone and may we find peace
The sound of our hearts to lighten our feet
Be that as it may, may we hear the great song
the sound of the crow, the sound of the throng
silence is deafening
but after the deafness
comes enlightenment
don’t be afraid.... be still with yourself
And in silence we struggle
Until quiet does still us.
We find beauty and peace
...so rare and so sweet.
and as the day unfolds
we know not the mystery
it will hold
in all its majestic and holy possibilities
and yet the day ends not; behold the East:
and yet the day ends not; behold the East:
where rises yellow sun of brighter hue,
and yet the day ends not; behold the East:
where rises yellow sun of brighter hue,
directing eyes reborn to higher plane,
and yet the day ends not; behold the East,
where rises yellow sun of brighter hue,
directing eyes reborn to higher plane,
to drink in things once hidden from their view...
I was walking through the forrest, looking for a friend
When the beauty that was before me, seemed to have no end
There were birds in the trees singing simple melodies on branches that swayed and bent
They were all a part of one great big heart and a mother that wanted to help...
As it is we are quite separate
Our roots divided amongst this shared earth
Here is my shovel dig deep and you find
Our limbs quite entwined in this sacred dirt
Arise to the sweet forest air ,our sacred friend
As the light of days shortens before stretching out again
muted colors crunched and mashed underfoot
In every step embrace the circle feel peace in every step
Yet why do those who say
"peace comes with a price"
seem to delight when they
squeeze life in a vice?
Open your eyes.
Realize you’re not dead
Take a look at an open book.
Do what you like, that’s what I said
and in this life
we need to see
the heart and soul
then we"ll be free
The whole of the Law
is Do What Thou Wilt,
Life is One,
The whole of the Law
is Do What Thou Wilt,
harming none
as you thrust to the hilt!
Music was played
People started to sing
Hands were clapping
Hundreds of people left smiling and shared the love with their friends!
Look and see the joy all around and that increases with our attendion
Feed not the monster of sorrow but feast with the angles of truth
So powerful is out attention and direction that it grows whith our intensity
Celebrate what already is,,,, Beauty, Joy, Music , Dance and laughter...and watch it grow!
Tangerine voices brittle in winter grasses
discovered the fawn’s skull-less skeleton
in the distracting and carnovorous wind
tangerine voices in brittle winter grasses
discovered the fawn’s skull-less skeleton
because the distracting and carnivorous wind
the enchanting sway of the shattered light in the shallows
a light that the darkness can not overcome
yet the shallows hold shadows; fear and the horsemen
the skeleton seems skull-less,alone
A light that the darkness can not overcome,
yet the shallows hold shadows; fear and the horsemen.
The skeleton seems skull-less,alone,
but it’s not, there’s still light.
From high and low to all who know know
Good friends through woe, teaching us to let go
When melody’s right with all it’s might
Come and dance with us tonight!
Forever more and more, Love
With all that is hopeful let us know, Love
When things are dark, Love
What ignites the spark, Love
Music filled the darkened space
It gave us love and joy and grace.
Shall we truly know.
How music helps us all to grow.