The Settling Pool
by Larry Keith Robison

Dear rainbowheart angelfish, on the day that you departed
From the mountain I came down incomplete and broken-hearted
From Hyde's fountain I did drink poison waters just to know your pain
And from then on began to sink at ego's altar on the plain

A loving totem did I fashion for your journey through the night
But then a fatal puppet passion grew from the stupor of that brew
You could not see through my disguise, nor I
And so mistook the likeness for the true

Heedlessly I groomed you for to run the perilous race
In vain your sleek lines I did shine, a tender trap indeed
What a laugh to think that you must need that fear to face
Or should be subject to the treachery of its pace

The lesson I had thought to teach by now was lost on you
And who made who? Did I leave you? Even I no longer knew
If you would ride that coach I'd built or simply fly away
While I, enamored of my craft, thought only of the play

Thus in Bedlam's limbo I was throne and would be king
Of the keepers and the kept, loony tunes we sang and danced
In chains the princess wept; silent tears of broken wings
And when I found that likewise bound was I to this mad ward
My head bent down forsook that crown to further that accord
If I should die that you might live what difference would it make
That no longer you and I but we as one, oh to long for such estate
If you weren't happy could I have been? I agreed to your escape

The time had come, the watchman slept, and to the river's edge I crept
Clutching you firmly in my grasp as that custom coffin barque I'd made
And did launch but where were you? Free to fly that promise kept
As if my assent would make it so, or suffered yet to take the test.

Then the Captain soon appeared in the resonance of Heaven's cheer
He came by way of firm reply an holy pledge to ratify
I saw Him standing at the helm as his lustrous ship sailed in
Indulging me my useless attempt to teach you, angelfish, to swim
Over the thorny thicket in the way the breakers rolled, and I
Unmindfully aloof from the labyrinthian course and dry
Still felt bound to steer you through, in my deluded sacrificial try

Without warning from my grasp you were pulled by some unseen Hand
Down the fall I watched you plunge, pathos pulled me in your wake
And at the bottom in the settling pool I searched for you among the pairs
Of the many divers fish that schooled in the in muddy morass there
Belly up in the shallow end I spied a rainbow colored angel fake
But where were you my only friend? Too late I apprehended my mistake
And as I held it up I cried - "forgive this madman's foolish slight!"
Then settled into the pool to wait in bonds of mud for the lonely night
I closed my eyes and dreamed of you and the coming of your Light

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See Sky Port Return
by Larry Keith Robison

Ticket please!
Scarved anxious supplicant, I beg my daily bread
Starved artless traveller, on paths I long to tread
Counting the cost of paradise lost
Poor prostrate offerings humbly tossed
At heaven's gate I waited
Forged passport mantras fated
For vacant rambling male vibration
While chalice waits in expectation
Mutant madness bred destruction
Hell's gate guardian beamed seduction
Whip scarred mourning mercifully lent
As nature's goad and woeful lament
Of timeless yearning in wasteland's spent

O fortunate soldier, in a war torn land
Apprentice lover now, key in hand
Pain's last reward on a sacred strand
To be shot through the heart and make my stand
In See Sky's secret whirling doorway
Should I go or should I stay?

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The Ambrosial Hour
by Larry Keith Robison

A velvet thundering awakens me at three
Soft in my brain
Urging secret union
In crystal palace chapels
Where I'll feast on mother's liquid bounty
Offered at flowing altar breasts

False dawn pulls me earthward
Thirsting alert I meet the smooth illusion
And don the reluctant prison skin
Once more to slave the raving labor
Cool anticipation dreaming of nocturnal repasts
Beyond the little death

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THE DANCE OF SHAKTI
by Larry Keith Robison

Mother, Lover, Sister earth
Feel me now this love is true
Cloak of darkness no more to hide
This love I have for you inside

Sing a song of one summer night
And the wondrous journey into the Light
Pour this love into the wound
That time would have us believe is real
These aching open hearts to heal

Eternity blinked
And here we are
We've come so far
Now we see this shining star

Hold me close and let me go
I'm still here, I want to know
You and me, eye to eye
All in all, up in the sky

Feed the flame of Love's Holy pyre
Shining brighter than the sun
And take my hand into the fire
Together forever we will run
No longer two but one --
In the Ocean of His Love

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ALWAYS AND  FOREVER
by Larry Keith Robison

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BACK TO THE GARDEN
by Larry Keith Robison

Hunt out Magical Truth
Controlled abandon
No stone left unturned
Burned down the gate
Into the Isle of Light can we
Be one in the heart?

It's not hard, you can make the jump
Over the fence, it's only a gap
Between dreams.
Fire the borderline with the Sun
Never see it set, watch it shimmer
Taking shape chasing diamond decked fantasy that's calling, 
Falling into pools of forgetfulness
A sweet caress

Let it go   Let it go   Let it go on...

Painting scenes on the ether
Just watch the screen, in 3-D, the spectrum of life
Raise the signal and hold the tone, it resonates 
in sync with the plane you make
Keeping time with the chains you break
As you climb

A welcome cry of the spirit you passed
Before in the Halls of Karma
No reason to become alarmed, for a cause
We'll all be here tomorrow, today

And before the last echo of the sound
Withdrawing itself into the womb of silence
Washes through your temple you'll see
The glow in the reflection of its rhythm.

This is the season of the shooting star
Not coming or going, auto-pilot car
Programmed on an endless train
Riding in the back where you are
Gazing through the smoky lens
Will you ever win, dare you take the Hand

Of the One Who comes bearing the torch
Illuminating the gloom of night, His visions scorch
Withering the weeds, the flowers preserve
Their fragrance spreading through the Garden
Filling up your senses to the brim
Overflowing with the tears of joy that come
To wash away the sorrow, bring hope that tomorrow
We'll all be one.

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EYES
by Larry Keith Robison

Heavenly laughter filters through
The fragile skein of time and space
Artistic eyes of every hue
With dancing brushes state their case
On the canvas of the human race

The blind man through the darkness sees
The song that makes the bud to bloom
That flows through jasmine to call the bees
And paints the scenes on Nature's loom

The eyes they have it, one way transformation
Turning sorrow into joy, sadness to elation

The eyes convert the Golden Voice
Into moving colors of love's desire
They clothe the spirit in robes of choice
And send the Servant into the fire
To cool the flames of the funeral pyre

The eyes reflect back to the soul
As pools of limpid luster shine
Their lenses light the living scroll
Revealing to it the products of time

The eyes have it, the vision of Love Divine

Through the universe it spreads, uniting hearts in kind

Eyes are the channels for Infinite Grace
Eyes will betray the truth of the Word
So gaze into the eyes of the loving face
Of One Who has been there, seen, and heard

Win the gift of Love from Him
Wash the scales of night away
The light of liberty will never end
And in His Presence you'll always stay

SERPENT FIRE
by Larry Keith Robison

Today I see the map of the stars
Stenciled on the lines of eternity
The endless branches of the great "I am"
The life-giving sap of immortality

Up the spiral staircase, flowing with the wind
I sail the satin serpent looking for the Friend
In the lost city her breath cuts through the mist
A flash of nothing -- the clear light of bliss

Would you ride this winged wonder, take the mortal leap?
A thousand suns explode in your head From the face of the deep

I am but a drop in the well of silence
Yet it's voice echoes through me
Soaking me up, saying
"You are That", let it be

KARMA  U
by Larry Keith Robison

These fleeting dreams aren't what they seem
Just moving pictures on a silver screen
The director sits inside your mind
Laughing insanely, drinking amnesia wine

The door is locked and the key is inside
But you don't think to knock so you go for a ride
On the streets of the city, isn't it a pity
That there's no place to hide

So you mingle with the crowd in the stands at Karma U
Their faces painted loud all staring back at you
You see a girl you knew back when you were in school
She rushes to meet you, you fall together -- ain't it cool?

You think you have it made in your caravan of dreams
You'll go far, you superstar, it's well within your means
But much to your surprise it all fades into the air
The bank has called your loan in, there's simply nothing there

Then what of all the plans you made
You wonder as you walk on down
By the endless line of social clubs
On the lawns of the busy town

You pay a visit to Monsignor Machiavelli
To get some peace within
"Do nine 'hail marys' on your rosary" he said,
"That will remove all sin."

The road is open wide but your head is full of doubts
So you walk around in circles your pockets hanging out
You pause to eat a grape, your mouth it fairly drools 
But the lady of the manor, the schoolmistress of the rich, says 
"I've told you once -- now leave it alone and you'll go Home --
 the fruits are for the fools!"

You recall what you were doing and you wind up back at school
In the courtyard electric dragons play and splash about in the pool
You feel it all around you as you kneel to fill your cup
And Someone kicks the door in -- the director has sobered up

The school starts burning
And your heart is yearning
You're finally learning
What you've been earning

A light comes down from the sky above
As you're drinking in the Force
And you dive into the Ocean of Love
And merge back into the Source

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