Hidden Face
You who’s face I have never seen Who’s contact with is like being in a dream Who showers this perception with unconditional love Like the gentle rain that falls from above Which can turn volatile with the flap of a wing? Only turning back to a soft and gentle thing Leaving me never knowing how or why Life is so difficult with this ego so sly Controlling both ends to bring us to the middle Like the sweet music coming from a fiddle Never knowing what is next So as I walk through this dream like state Without a knowing of my fate Wondering just what lies ahead Only knowing living life as it is I’d rather be dead But then there is this group where love of friends is shared Where everything disappears all my concerns and cares Where I have not thought for myself Where the ego is placed upon a shelf Where the only thing that matters is the others at hand Now this is where I feel you with love as you stand Between us all like the rays of the s...