Tune short waves the composite and plain

Tune short waves the composite and plain

14-15 November 2015

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Come pose me life’s fires, rhythm me soul

Square my chords amidst sixteen circles of eight gipsies

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Let purple music be my sunrays

As fog protects the crops be the snow that covers green

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In structure of sunflowers’ meadows

Make me within their darkest seeds intermittent light

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Scorch me, piece me fractal, grow me whole

Stroboscopic blue meets the red when skies kiss poppies

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Stack me in cabins, save me arrays

Bounty for one and for all let your waves be my spleen

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Scatter me four points cardinal knows

Blend, rise my Arabic and Indian roots into might

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Tune short waves the composite and plain

Purple, blue, green, red axis twine and twirl to tropics

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Searching the skies discover pipelines

Where angels crossing Hearts mirror horizons that glow

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Three walk away by one in the west

Their curves and their sways shoot into one growing mission

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End fake unions may they not complain

As above angels so below only Love mimics

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Shine now through me the one that defines

Under skies of the North the only Love that will flow

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Three walk by one into sparrows’ nest

Sub dues of the mighty, the unholy transmission

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Bond – Fuego

Bond – Korobushka

Bond – Explosive

Bond – Shine

Open your eyes now Adam

Open your eyes now Adam

7 September 2015

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She whispers to him

Open your eyes now Adam

He awakes never

 

The sun rises cold

In weary heart that tires

From vulture’s pecking

 

Let me now forsake

A world where war is holy

Be greatest sinner

 

Where love is banned sin

Let me spread the unholy

Be ever banished

 

The woodlands are burnt

She, female Prometheus

Scorched her own pasture

 

Nowhere would she hide

Though Lords could claim all stardom

Knowledge is for all

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Shades grow in heart’s wells

Overflowing with the Love

Bound to no human

 

Wells in hearts grow tears

Raindrops from the sky listen

To patter on cheeks

 

Tears in mind grow roots

That reach seeping to the grounds

Where water runs scarce

 

Let me nourish Earth

With the wells of my mind’s heart

And perish in here

 

Tomorrow will grow

Twenty-three white lilies tall

As I birth again

 

I whisper to him

Open your eyes now Adam

He sleeps forever

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