To hold
First oneself
Hold onto dreams
Embrace them
To hold
Their memory
Always there
Without them
To hold
Light horizon
Moving forward
Never alone
To hold
Knowledge is sure
Love held lightly
Never owned

To hold
First oneself
Hold onto dreams
Embrace them
To hold
Their memory
Always there
Without them
To hold
Light horizon
Moving forward
Never alone
To hold
Knowledge is sure
Love held lightly
Never owned

Love small waving hands
Pointing up to the sun
Lime coloured ones
Delicate fronds
Every year heralding
New growth has begun
Resisting prunings
Wilting of winter
Hope for another year
Even when caretaker
Seemingly ignores
Their every need
Giving, as if
Love is enough


“Well, I’ve walked these streets
A virtual stage, it seemed to me
Makeup on their faces
Actors took their places next to me
Well, I’ve walked these streets
In a carnival, of sights to see
All the cheap thrill seekers vendors and the dealers
They crowded around me
Have I been blind have I been lost
Inside myself and my own mind
Hypnotized, mesmerized by what my eyes have seen?
Well, I’ve walked these streets
In a spectacle of wealth and poverty
In the diamond markets the scarlet welcome carpet
That they just rolled out for me
And I’ve walked these streets
In the madhouse asylum they can be
Where a wild-eyed misfit prophet
On a traffic island stopped and he raved of saving me
Have I been blind, have I been lost
Have I been wrong
Have I been wise
Have I been strong
Inside myself and my own mind…?”
‘Carnival’ – Natalie Merchant
Songwriters: Peter Anders Svensson / Magnus Sveningsson / Nina Persson
Carnival lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
A certain spell
Grips tightly
Wrapping fondly
Cocooned
Feeling creeps in
Never felt before
Never again?
Flying free now
To joyful end
On the wind
Homeward bound
Life is won
Paths unknown
Finding a way
With love

There was an elder
Of mine own
Who spoke of rights
Assured of tone
He longed for pride
Of place on stone
Of pulpit
Matrimonium
To look over
Young ones
In their finery
Decry the love
Of Others
Unauthorized
When facing our
Mortality
Tongues are loose
Unconformity
Daze has come
and gone for me
When will again
A mystery
I'll sit in a grove
And speak the truth
With love that even
Forests approve
All may gather
And stories be heard
To embrace the days
Love covered
The earth


The highest place is found
Not in turrets overlooking
In case of enemy approaching
Watching people scrambling
Over walls and hedges
Keeping us and them
Out and in, tethered
Away to stay, forever
No need to hide when
Love is measured by
Lesser distance between
Community is all around
Distance is never felt
Between two willing
Hearts that measure
No one or thing
Without love
Life clings to cracks
Liminal spaces
Hiding places
Reality abounds
On the edges
Beauty is born
Of age
Mirth is found
In the calm
After the storm

Surrounding life
Thirsts for the words
To ask for
Dam wall to burst
Decades streaming
Settling sediment
Drowning surroundings
Tide false rising
Darkest night moon
Shines faintly
On the bloom
Seeping in
Cracks facing
Torrent slipping through
Casting down
Terrified of fall
Received willingly
Dry bed bones
Filling swirling eddies
Place to ride home
Debris washed clean
Roots sinking deep
Resurrecting memories
Of life and growth
Long since lost
Centre squeezed tight
Let loose
Years of devastation
Fill the chasm
Restore to normal
Work of man missing
Ebb and flow
All around us
Tide sidles up
To her thigh
Tickles her toes
Bubbles her nose
She smiles hides
Her hopefulness
That love never left
Stored up for years
Only one
River remembered
Longing to enfold
Forever

As one body dips
The other swells
Full and bright
Dimmer candlelight
Love is enough
Soon one fades
Other blazes
While sighs turn
Into resolve
Love is enough
Opening lines
Bring smiles repeat
Storylines shout
Love undefeated
Love is enough
Hiding away
Stopping saying
Self mastery
Will and soul
Love is enough
Lost when looking
For the place
Dreams are made
Fiction image erase
Love is enough
Real to bear
Ancient stairwell
Where willing ones
Never meet
Love is enough

Being with you
Breathes new life
A chance moment
To be renewed
Ever reaching
Oft receiving
Sinews of love
Social glue
Wandering far
Never lost
Contented rest
Glancing upon
Faces and homes
Friends and alone
Loyal companions
Care for our tone
Warm blooded bodies
Flit, flee and curl
Above and beneath
The whirl of day
Stillness at night
Only outside
The pace of the mind
Never sleeps
In my kind
