Aries – Woman of Fire and IceDon’t try to trap, to have your say,With this rebellious, untamed ray,That escaped from distant, exploding stars.Don’t try to grasp,She’ll sting like a wasp…..Don’t try to hold,She’ll never fit into a mould.If you play your cards right,She’ll give up the fightAnd paint your life with the goldOf unforgettable momentsThat’ll …
To gaze into eternityTo reach for stars that none can see,To hear the music of the wind,In the lonely chambers of the mind,To look into tomorrowTo understand the nature of sorrow,To love all men,You have to be an Aquarian.She’ll give you a rainbowWhen your life is full of woe,You will discover it together one midnightIn …
You are the good brown earth.Among the shifting sands of my uncertain world,The strong spreading rootsIn my rootless wanderings.In robes of brown and greenYou’re the dearest woman I have ever seen.You’ll never be a gaudy bird of Paradise,But I can depend on you to be gentle and wise….And I see you often in my dreamsYour …
She’s the mystery of tall mountain peaksIf you are one who seeksThe hypnotic depths of bottomless seasAnd to secret dreams, you want the keysIf you want to really find,The secret of the lonely windSeek the woman of scorpio.She’s all fire and flameShe’s not the same,As any one you knowThis phoenix risen from a volcanoIf you …
He’s master of the polished wordThat gleams like burnished steelJagged glass groundInto the eyes of the morning sunIt piercesSinksDeepUncaringInto my heart
Why did you tame the deerThat ran like the windIf what, you wantedwas its wild grace in the woods.Why did you cageThe bird that soared?If what captured your heart,was the lonely freedom of its song?Why did you bind herwith children and home,If what you lovedwas the swift movements of her dance?
What does tomorrow holdFor the little girl in her mother’s clothes?For the wistful bride with brimming eyes,Will it be like theworld of make – believeOr be washed awayA rainbow bubblein the kitchen sink?That tomorrow may be brightI seekThe martyrdom of lonely battle fieldsToday, the earthwill be wet with my sweatAs I breathe life into common …
Tomorrow we dieBut today, we distilThe essence of life’s hidden mysteriesFrom the hearts of a thousand flowersAnd transmute their fleeting gloryInto permanence for the unknownHow like the gnarled handsOf a toothless dreamer,Who plants a tender mango saplingWhose ancient eyes can never see,The splendour of spreading branchesOf luxuriant swinging fruitFor the unborn.
The day you flungThose unforgivable words at me,After the shrieking agony of amputation had died,I saw youThrough theCobweb mist of hurtAnd in the fractured lightFiltering throughAn involuted maze of rage,I loved youwith the painof a motherFor a childwith twisted limbs.
In the beginning, long the atomic race,Lonely winds whistled through empty spaceAnd whirled through cosmic dust, for endless daysIt was then that the planets were bornOne bright and hopeful morn . . . . . . . .The women of the Zodiac were seen that dayWhen the stars found light on the Milky Way.
