Rider of the Storm

Dylan Thomas The moment of a miracle is unending lightning && Can you hear the Song of Thunder?

I am the eagle I live in high country In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky I am the hawk there's blood on my feathers But time is still turning they soon will be dry And all those who see me and all who believe in me Share in the freedom I feel when I fly Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops Sail over canyons and up to the stars And reach for the heavens and hope for the future And all that we can be not what we are & John Denver

Windsong & Wind is the whisper of our mother the earth Wind is the hand of our father the sky Wind watches over our struggles and pleasures Wind is the goddess, who first learned to fly Wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings Weaver of darkness, bringer of dawn Wind brings the rain then builds us a rainbow Wind is the singer who sang the first song Wind is the twister, of anger and warning Wind brings the fragrance of freshly mown hay Wind is a racer a wild stallion running And the sweet taste of love on a slow summer's day Wind knows the songs of cities and canyons The thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea Wind is the taker and giver of mornings Wind is the symbol of all that is free So welcome the wind and the wisdom she offers Follow her summons, when she calls again In your heart and your spirit let the breezes surround you Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind ~ ~ ~

Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house we're born Into this world we're thrown Riders on the storm Girl you gotta love your man Girl you gotta love your man Take him by the hand Make him understand The world on you depends Our life will never end Gotta love your man Riders on the storm Riders on the storm & Jim M.

Lady In Black, She came to me one morning one lonely Sunday morning her long hair flowing in the mid-winter wind, I know not how she found me for in darkness I was walking and destruction lay around me from a fight I could not win She asked me name my foe I said we need some men to fight and kill their brothers without thought of love or god, And I begged her give me horses to trample down my enemies so eager was my passion to devour this waste of life But she would not think of battle that reduces men to animals so easy to begin and yet impossible to end, She the mother of all men had counselled me so wisely then I feared to walk alone again and asked if she would stay "Oh lady lend your hand!" I cried, "Oh let me rest here at your side!" "Have faith and trust in me" she said, and filled my heart with life, “There is no strength in numbers have no such misconceptions but when you need me be assured I won't be far away” Thus she spoke and turned away and ‘though I found no words to say I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear, My labour is no easier but now I know I'm not alone I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day And if one day she comes to you drink deeply from her words so wise, Take courage from her as your prize and say hello for me & Uriah Heep

Shall gods be said to thump the clouds When clouds are cursed by thunder, Be said to weep when weather howls? Shall rainbows be their tunics’ colour? D.T.

. . like a horse unbroken When first he feels the rein, The furious river struggled hard, And tossed his tawny mane, And burst the curb, and bounded, Rejoicing to be free, And whirling down, in fierce career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea ~ ~ To Chefane ~ ~

This passage is from the epic, Horatius, by Lord Macaulay.

I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies ~ ~ ۷ ~ Kristofferson

'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue, when the road was full of mud Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair "Come in," she said "I'll give you Shelter from the storm" I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove And old men with broken teeth stranded without love Now I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line Beauty walks a razor's edge someday I'll make her mine Do I understand your question man, is it hopeless and forlorn? If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born "Come in," she said, "I'll give you Shelter from the storm" & Lines of Bob Dylan

Ɏ Standing on the water, casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing Distant ships sailing in with the mist You were born with a snake in both of your fists While a hurricane was blowing Freedom, just around the corner for you But with truth so far off, what good will it do Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh-oh oh-ho oh-ho-ho Jokerman! You're a man on the mountains You walk on the clouds You're a dream twister A friend to the martyr A friend to the woman of shame The book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy The law of the jungle and sea are your only teachers Keeping on one step ahead of the persecutor within You look into the fiery furnace See the rich man without a name Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly, high by the light of the moon! Oh-oh-ho Oh-oh-ho-ho Jokerman! So swiftly the sun, sets in the sky You rise up and say goodbye to no-one Fools rush in where angels fear to tread Both of their futures' so full of dread Only a matter of time, 'till night comes stepping in In the smoke of the twilight, on a milk-white steed Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space Half asleep 'neath the stars With a small dog licking your face Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh-oh Oh-ho-ho oh-ho Jokerman! Ӿ Lines of Bob Dylan

Break on through Break on through to the Other Side!

Break on through Break on through! Break on through!!