Somewhere Secret and Forever Free

Somewhere secret and forever free

somewhere secret in my dreams

no place for silos, no exploding wars, no more senseless murders

somewhere secret and forever free

in that other world forgotten

I rest my thoughts on your position to discover

it's all I want to see

somewhere close to intuition in the warm cloak of possibility and reason...

I turn my eyes to your direction for a glimpse at Universal Revelations

somewhere secret and always magic before we all were stung and damaged

somewhere secret- beautiful and free

where the mystery of worlds reveal

a forgotten truth the world has killed

written and spoken by the one's who keep the internal fire

spilling passion from unbreakable roots.

Somewhere secret and always magic

 before we all were stung and damaged

conclusions drawn by lines and insane patterns

conduct leading us to weathered shores of peaceful wisdom

dynamic dynamos connecting on every level-

 encoded with shadows, light,  intuition, and magic...

A Defiant ensemble sent here to stir Conformity's pot,

inspired by Creations.....drawn outside the box....

somewhere secret and forever sacred

examined by internal eyes of tedious hours of observation

every f*****g artist stomps- mysteries' fiery passion to bring back and heal all the broken pieces scattered to every boon dock......black war attack...by sticks, guns and insane badges..

I won't stray from feelings born from intuition

You can't make me doubt myself now

across your exacerbated world

we will always protest black lie disasters

I'll stick to my childhood knowing of thoughtful creative invention

resurrecting roses for the masses to decipher

understanding that love is the one and only master composition

I don't believe in your Dynapolis Acropolis

I'll work steady and diligent on my personal Eucharist

stray away from your damaged conflagration.

Somewhere secret and forever free

on red clouds of Acclivity

I boon my secret, silent cry

abashed by all that's fallen

Far From EDEN'S TREE....... 

Somewhere secret and always magic

before we all were stung and damaged

there's a sunset burning closer

fusing with my heart's desire

showing off new horizons

a sly and quiet, whispering fire

 sparking efferevscent flashes

for other sides to see..

I felt the whole world drag down hard by a single tear that held lifetimes in its tiny size

released when everything was darkly damaged, sneaking stealthy like midnight scorpions through every grain of desert sand

somewhere secret and always wild

sometimes rainbows appear at the saddest moments

forever stinging and always cherished

3 butterflies dancing thru hoops of rainbows, sunlight piercing down

a patch of wildflowers hanging tough in mountain meadows

combinations of secret flashes that blow the vault doors quickly off it's hinges

completly starving and recieving static

surviving tough from brutish ambush

escaping fast, sly and quiet...

5 am and 50 dollar loan rescue from friends who live in a nice pocket

up in heaven's corner

somewhere secret and always cherished

while i was getting swarmed and damaged

emotions so raw real and blasted

I felt myself get humbled way down and past ground level

I heard my heart find album collections which were all labeled:

Raw   Real    And     F*****g Tragic!!!

I saw my lines and insane patterns drawn far outside the box where I always keep them some place secret

  in a endless chamber buried in my heart, I have the keys to all your treasures like love inside my thoughts.

These are the mysterious seeds of magic and they don't need to be processed, reformed or manufactured

this formula has no room for poison

this is intuition wrapped in the warm cloak of possibility and reason

I turned my eyes to your direction, listened close to what u had to say

I felt an ocean inside me roar, splash and sway.

I saw my reflection in the red clouds change, opening doors in heaven's corner-somewhere secret and always cherished

 you came to me like a magician casting spells and granting wishes

at a vulnerable time when my command post was totally damaged by storm, steel, and scorpions attacking.....

I only made it out alive from the help of your guidance somewhere secret and forever free in that other world forgotten

I rest my life in your presence to discover it's all I want to be...someone beautiful, open, magical and free

even though I've been stung, wrecked and damaged....

I could of sworn I felt a hidden kingdom respectively bow to me while I froze bleeding on my knees

I heard my phantom friend whispering my name in that cold place where it hurts to breathe.

Does he now reside in that secret somewhere, out there, always magic and forever free?

Hiding in other worlds forgotten...where I can't see a trace but only glimpse shadows of immortality.

O sweet magician and guardian of My Dreams; how I praise and love you for saving me from Dark Places throughout my life, for sending me angels when I needed bright lights to see me thru black tunnels to find the other side.

10,000 tears could not express my praise and debt so I'll keep it beyond, somewhere secret and always humble

I'll keep another hidden page to the wide mountain range of human and divine understanding.

So many pages unwritten that should have been written (but it doesn't matter) I have these and memories'  reflection walking with me, always and without question, so many ships out there prowling in icy dark waters thru random passages, silent aches sounding like secret thunder in a lonely, forgotten part of the world where no one is;

I will stray to the simple, humble, quiet meadow

seeking efferevscent flashes in a forgotten part of myself I'm starting to remember

Palace doors so ready to open and despite everything, grateful for all that's happened-

I see my friends sparkle in the sugar snow flashes

I breathe the open, mountain air

I feel the treasure hit me like oceanic splashes

I know all my love so crystal clear even when it seems I've vanished thru icy dark passages

alone, cold, and completly blasted

my communication reaching for the Universal Master,

still it seems to me there's a mountain I can't get past, lying cold on broken glass.

I thought of u on the open highway, head buried in hands

I gazed hard into your ruby treasure and knew our friendship would never end.

I felt the strength of our connections pull me in, somewhere secret and always magic

between the distance and album collections, the soft memory of smiles, kindness, and river trips

settle like mist thru days and nights in my mind, in the endless tower of song and life.

I saw my soul take hawk flight and, lifted, high above hell after being buried underground,

combinations of secret flashes blasting thru passages...

In the depth of my contrition

I felt demolition detonate

Finally able to let my Iron Skeleton fall away....

through my philosophy of departure

-a wild animal returning to its den

extricated from the storm-

freed by open road, sunlight, and rainbow

the depiction of my extremity

extracted from unbreakable roots

and welling like a Mozart symphony

-a crescendo swelling in my bones,

 infinite, shaking, shocking

thunderous secret rocking

my heart vanishing in the fabulous, silent fairgrounds

somewhere secret and forever free

in that other world forgotten,

I rest my life in your presence to discover it's all I want to be

someone open, beautiful, magical and free...