The lulling of a lapping fresh
Water ocean
On the shores of the Indiana National Lakeshore
Bring the eyes easier
And to the full
Thought
Of the Lullaby
Sung by the lake
And it’s deep blue rhythm
In the vast nature
The swell of the water
Brings us back to the life
Before life
In all of it’s glory
It brings us more life
Through the sway of
The release
On the heels of Chicago
And the Wabash
And over the water
From the State of Michigan
Between the light of day
And the next even
There is the whisper
Between
worlds
Where we live all
The day
Long
Upon a light foot
Of feather wind
Born on the evening
And raised in the morning sun
The angles tread
In the words with us
In our spirits
Unseen
Protecting the feeble and
Weary
And powering the peaceful
So take heed today
That we go
Where the angels tread
All else has failed
The world is simply
Upside down
Good is bad
Bad is good
All is against all
In a darkness no one
Understood
Would take us back
To a place of proclaimed hate
For those against us
And as the darkness falls all around
In the quiet
In the depths of a plane night
The wind will remember your name
A dense word of sorts
From the tops of the lights
On the buildings shoes
Only seen in the heavy
Dew
That drapes the water
Lapping the shores
Of Lake Michigan
And down the Wabash
And around to Lake Shore
The call of the Ferris Wheel
And the laughter of the people
Walking side by side
Riding in cars as they
Go by
The fog of Chicago makes a big
City small
With only what you can see
And that is all
The lament of the prairie wind
As the world spins on
Reckless with disregard
As the grass
Flows
Back and forth
The sun hits just one tree
Standing in the distance
As the time of
The world we know
Goes by
Lanterns burn in the fog
Over a street of stone
Heavy fog
Over the eyes
Crisp clicking
Horses
Play the notes
Of a full scene
Emboldened
In the spirit of
Spring
In the London
Streets
In the evening hours
The lanterns
Burn on
Can you hear it
In the midst of hate
Yelling loud and undone
When the loudest in the room
Is the undoing of our world
When silence speaks
Is when change happens
For the good
As we take on another
Life
Words carry over
The stream of hair blowers
Coffee drifts away
As the clients come and go
In the warmth of the winter
With frozen streets
So gently iced
Yet full of times
In the city in the heartland
The lights of the city
Bear a hope
That the world can see
Where the river flows
Over the lands below
Carried along the banks
Along the land
Above the water the life that lives
In the mind of the lives
Lives
Dreams
Under the sheets of frozen ice
There is a warmth of hope
That glows
As the world ices over
Only the heart can melt
The icy river
A Cup of Songwriting 