Root Bonding

Heal the bones, cure the mind
The power of touch
Building up the tension
Bringing the heat with it
Hot as it melts on body
Stronger as the vibe increases
The night going on
The fire burning through
Two souls wanting to connect
Moving, twisting to relive the stress
Emotional wreck these two
As they form sweat
The sheets soak, holding
These two minds who seek to heal
Morning approaching
So they work with the dim late light
Boiling, never brief
Grievances left behind
Openings for the slow slow jams
Rammed, jammed
An offering to bless these deeds

Relieve your mind
Heal your body
Cleanse your thoughts
Free your soul

Nature Making

I heard the brains holds less
When there is nothing to see
So how do trees live long?
Even with an axe at their roots
Standing strong amidst the waves
Blowing air, throwing leaves of good tidings
Whispering many matters to the earth
Showering berry fruits to the birds
Deity talking, ambience interference
O, I heard the trees holds less
When there is famine for all
So where do the seeds go
During the dry and blinding times?
All they do is swing smooth,
Rolling down to the oath of nature making, nature hearing.

Mercy mercy

O If the birds hear me tonight
I plead for the stones I threw
Aiming to judge even before your flight
I plead though I saw you leave ground
Flying to the skies
Seeking answers up high
I plead, a child I was
A child seeing the world, a different
For my mind had seen death before birth
So I threw stones hoping to forget with a laugh
Where is the laughter now?
You running, knowing, hoping
I could someday join you deep in the blue

The Ape of an Angel

He, living by the sword,
Was destined to die from its many cut
The heaven gates opened,
Swallowed him into its abode
He remained amazed,
The glory he had never seen
Harps and harps were played
He crying, saw his mistakes
For before the time that was now
He had died a million times before
Life knowing, he would listen
Even to times of many deaths