More Precious Than Gold

No being on earth
Can hold us apart,
As long as we've
Conviction and courage of heart.
Darling, we have something
More precious than gold.
Each other and tomorrow
To have and to hold.
Don't ever be timorous.
Take sword within hand.
Put on your shining armour,
And conquer the land.
Walk onward to paradise,
Where no mortal may tread.
Come hold my hand tightly,
Slay the dragons of dread.
Yes darling, we've something
More precious than gold.
Each other and tomorrow,
To have and to hold.

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Cheyenne The Angel Princess

Empty arms but never heart.
Cheyenne abides with you.
You'll feel her presence bright and strong,
Whenever you feel blue.
She flies beside you, never doubt.
An Angel touched your life.
She'll guard and guide you evermore
Throughout all hurt and strife.
There'll come a day when you can smile
With joy and love transcend.
You'll see and feel such peace galore
Until this life doth end.
You then will fly the levels
Within Heavenly Golden flow
Meeting all the other Angels,
Amongst whom Cheyenne will grow.

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I Dare Not

I'll never dare to love again,
As I have loved you dear.
The price of pain I've had to live,
Has cost me far and near.
For you are my soul, as I am yours,
And you've wrenched us far apart.
I'll never walk these paths again,
For you live within my heart.
If I should stop to think and feel,
The wound grows ever wide,
And if I could pay the price of love,
You'd still be by my side.
How can we two souls not be one?
For it's very plain to see,
That we belong together yet,
For I am you and you are me.

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Lady Of The Dawn

Your eyes have seen much suffering
Oh Lady of The Dawn,
But as you've travelled down the years
You've built afresh your morn.
Courage it takes many forms,
It's virtues to bestow.
Our fortune turns, then turns again,
We rise to high from low.
As you've traversed the hardest paths,
You've held your hand to others.
What greater gift from suffering comes
Than to liberate sisters and brothers.
So out of all your trauma,
The Phoenix rises new,
And the world, it dawns a better place
From having known, just you.

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If You're Lucky Enough To Be Irish

If you're lucky enough to be Irish
Then you're lucky enough they say.
I count my Irish blessings,
As I breathe the air each day.
When I'm somewhere o'er the water
Not walking Erin's shore,
I know my resting place will be
In Ireland for evermore.
I have Irish songs on my lips,
And Irish blood in my veins,
So I tell you I'm lucky to be Irish,
And I'll keep telling you over again.
I'm lucky enough to be Irish.
My children who walk by my side,
Will I hope, too feel the calling,
And someday walk Erin's fields wide.

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We Are One

Sweet Emerald isle across the sea,
Swift speeds my heart to thee.
My soul doth soar to Erin's shore
To take my rest there evermore.
I breathe when I am on your turf,
The greatest place on earth.
I wither and die when we're apart,
Tho' your music sings within my heart.
To thee my mind must fly,
When my soul feels it may die.
Alone dear Erin, you have the cure
I needs must walk upon your shore.
And when I lay my weary head
To rest; I am not dead,
For my soul soars high above your sea.
Ireland, the Universe, and me.

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Love On All Levels

I have loved you like the wind

That gently blows the waves to shore.

I have loved you like the sun

In blissful warmth forever more.

I have loved you like the quiet moon

Way up in the sky.

I have loved you like the snowflakes

That dip and whirl and fly

I have loved you like the gentle rain

That upon my face does mist.

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My Bedroom

Cool blessed sanctuary, furnished by me, and occupied by me.
My sacred space, my meditation room, my inspiration,
My relaxation, my protector, corrector, and friend.
My bedroom stands for me alone;
Within its comforting arms, I am me, whatever that is,
And within the safeness of this knowledge,
I travel wherever I need to be.
Many ideas and ideals have sprung from my bedroom.
It is the Yin and the Yang,
Whatever the need, at any given point in time.
It is quite simply the embodiment of all that I am,
All that I have been, and all that I shall be.

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As We Teach We Learn

As we teach we learn, each day
And as we learn we see fresh ways,
To forward go, in boundless joy
Our "blueprint" lives to so enjoy.
The circles turn and spirals wend
Through journeys galore without an end.
So open up your soul and eye
To realise that we never die.
We roam Eternal through the sky
With sun and moon and stars, to cry
Their messages of love and peace
We see the light as we complete
Another Universal twirl,
Sometimes as "boy", and sometimes as "girl, "
though all that truly counts you see,
Is that "I" is always ever "Me"

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Dream Time

We'll meet again in Dreamtime

Where we will turn again.

A place where there are no boundaries,

No earthly stress or pain.

Just roaming, drifting, being

With a love no earth can claim.

Shifting, floating gently.

I hear you call my name.

I know I'm yours forever

As you will still be mine.

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