The Path Back to Heaven (Johnny Cash Ballade) I’ve walked through valleys where the shadows preach,Heard the wind speak truth that no man can teach.My mother whispered, “Son, the Lord sees all—Every rise you climb, every pride you fall.”So I learned to bow when the world stood tall,For Heaven hears the quietest call. The path back to Heaven runs through… Read more →
Path of the Ancient Light I hear the elders calling, their voices warm and strong. They sing of lost beginnings, of knowing right from wrong. Their wisdom flows like riverwind, soft through the morning air— each story they preserved for us was a prayer that we’d repair. Lead: Path of the Ancient Light! Choir: Hold on tight and walk it… Read more →
Roots of Glory Road (Gospel-Blues & Chor) I hear the old folks singing,songs from a time half gone.Their echoes rise like incenseon a Sunday early morn.They taught us where we came from,they showed us how to stand—for every prayer and storywas a map back to our land. Lead: Roots of Glory Road!Choir: Hold on tight, don’t let it go!Lead: Culture… Read more →
Light Down in the Delta Nigh (Gospel-Blues & Chor) Frost was on the morning river,mist was rising like a hymn.I walked the Delta shorelinewith a candle burning dim.The world felt tired and waiting,like a prayer without a sound—but then I felt a gentle shiningas the first light touched the ground. Lead: Light down in the Delta night!Choir: Shine your mercy,… Read more →
Hallelujah on the River Road (Gospel-Blues & Chor) I walked the River Road at sunrise,saw the light break through the pines.Felt the shadows fall behind me,heard the choir in my mind.Every step was heavy sorrow,every mile a memory—but the morning wind was singinglike it came to set me free. Lead: Hallelujah on the River Road!Choir: Hallelujah, let it flow!Lead: Lift… Read more →
Whisper of the Delta (Blues) Down where the water’s silver, and the moon lays down its light, I sit beside the river in the middle of the night. The cypress trees are breathing, their shadows hold me near— and every sound of silence is a truth I need to hear. Whisper of the Delta, carry me where I belong. Lay… Read more →
River Rise Revival Morning broke in crimson,lightning on the bayou’s skin.I heard the river rumble,felt redemption rollin’ in.The mud was cold beneath me,but my soul began to rise—sometimes you gotta kneel downjust to stand up to the skies. River rise revival,lift me with your holy sound.Shake the dust of sorrow’til my feet don’t touch the ground.Oh brother, sing it louder,let… Read more →
Root Prayer Down by the cypress root, where the river turns to night, I laid my worries softly in the fading amber light. The bullfrogs sang their chorus, the wind hummed through the reeds— and every step I’d taken felt like footprints in my deeds. Oh, cypress root prayer, carry my troubles slow. Let the river wash the sorrow from… Read more →
Sandbar Soul I walked the old shoreline,bare feet in the clay.The river kept on rolling,like it never heard me pray.My shadow on the sandbarlooked tired, worn, and thin—guess a man learns slowwhere his troubles all begin. Oh, sandbar soul,you keep pulling me back home.Where the reeds whisper mercyand the water carves the stone.Oh brother, don’t you worry,every tide has somethin’… Read more →
River Mud Blues Woke up by the river, mud still on my hands. Ain’t got much to carry, just the weight of where I am. The morning sun was rising, slow across the fields— you learn a lot ’bout living when you’ve lost what life reveals. Down by the water, hear that old river cry. Low voices in the timber,… Read more →
Riders of the Dusk The desert wind was rising, a cold and angry sigh. I walked the lonely canyon beneath a blood-red sky. My boots were kicking dust clouds, the night was drawing near, when thunder from the distance rolled like hooves of ancient fear. Riders of the dusk, shadows burning through the night. Hear the low bass rumble like… Read more →
Thanksgiving Ballad The cold wind’s blowing ‘cross the old dirt road,Fields are quiet now, the harvest done.Mama’s in the kitchen with a heart of gold,And the smell of pumpkin pie says, “Son, come home.”I’ve been gone too long, chasing things I don’t need,But tonight I’m grateful just to breathe. So I bow my head this Thanksgiving night,For the ones I… Read more →
Sleepless Sleepless by the fire glow, my mind is running wild,Reading all the poets, every thought so soft and quiet.So much left to say, though the words just fade away,Trying to hold the meaning, but it slips from me each day. Searching for a truth I can’t quite name,Catching every spark before it breaks.I breathe it in, let it circle… Read more →
Room-Tone Poetry From the quiet of a story to the pages where I write, in a world of endless signals I found silence in the night. Set a footprint made of paper in a digital parade, chasing time inside a moment, finding meaning in its shade. Fifteen years of words unfolding, lightning sparks I tried to hold. Soft and steady,… Read more →
The Power in This World There is a power in this world, that turns the darkness into light. It speaks so softly, yet so clear— a glowing altar, healing, bright. No sword, no hate, no ancient pain can ever break it or restrain. Demons fall when Buddha sees— this fire burns down all disease. This power — it carries you… Read more →
Addicted to Your Flow Got me so addicted, can’t dismiss it Way you think has got me lifted Every thought you share, I feel it Mind to mind, you know how to build it One glimpse of your intention beyond my comprehension Every single thing you choose Got me learning you Heartbeat moves with your wisdom Every word — I’m… Read more →
Faust – Zwei Seelen Zwei Seelen wohnen, ach, in meiner Brust Die eine strebt nach Lust und Ruh, Die andre sehnt sich nach der Flucht Ins Geistige – ins Immerzu. Dr. Faust, er sucht und fragt, Weiß viel, doch bleibt ihm alles fraglich. Im Leeren Überfluss verzagt – Sein Herz bleibt ewig unersättlich. Goethe schreibt – ein Leben lang, Aus… Read more →