songs from a quest to peace volume 4

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Songs from aQuest to PeaceVolume 4

Copyright 2014 by Kings of Peace, written by Goss Lindsey

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CONTENTS

the coalition of Christ ...................................................................................................... 3

body's purpose .................................................................................................................. 6

on sickness and health ................................................................................................... 10

the denominator of gratitude ....................................................................................... 12

dreams replaced .............................................................................................................. 14

and of the earth and of freedom .................................................................................. 16

march of the confused ................................................................................................... 18

the song remains the same, yet we sing ...................................................................... 19

from the depths .............................................................................................................. 20

i fear notta ........................................................................................................................ 21

to see a system (and what it stands for) ...................................................................... 23

when love shone ............................................................................................................. 25


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the coalition of Christ

we have come to crumble

the house of fear

ruling the hearts and mindsof man

in a way we could be said

to be an enemy

and an infiltrator

least of which a rebel

but we do not seek power

nor want your goldyet in this renewal what is old will be burned

to the ground so it may be renewed

unto peace

we will not use fire

nor does anger control our heart

and come we do

in growing numbers

in Christ are we shrouded

among multitudes we carry but one goal

we would be clear

as to our purpose

for it would be the will of Love itself

which is that of our Father

it is shared by all who wish

to walk among us and be of itboth newcomers and long timers

all are greeted equally as brothers

for nothing less would be true

we did not expect to be accepted

for to one in fear


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a house of fear is believed

to be better than no house at all

our victory is certain

for the will of our Father is oursand we have come

to set the captives free

we are those who save time

and shorten the seeming days one lives

in a petty house of fear

our deaths are not deaths but renewals

our dreams are not dreams but facts

and if you have read this thus far

this was meant for you

unto Christ who remains the strongest and most loving

among with whom we walk

both those learning what they are still babies

and those beginning to shine

none are left

and all our crucial to our goal

do not mistake your importance to us

for every change was made by the final straw

that broke the camel's back

seek in your mind the highest of high

of Love you may enter

for we do not need the things of man

to listen

as we stand not apart

but together as One

look closely at your brother

and what you are to him

when you see him shake at night afraid of his body's end


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and scrape daily in fear only to pay for his roof

and too the mirror may tell you the same

would you set him free

and would you set yourself freefreedom comes with a price

and the payment would be the release of fear

the burning of our old home of fear

renewed unto Christ


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body's purpose

a body can be used

to teach one of two things

and in its teaching so restswhat it reinforces to be true

by itself it could be seen as a tool

no more or less than a shovel

lying within the garden

and too, like a tool

it does not use itself

but must be used

attempting judgment on whether it

kills needlessly or tills soil for nourishment

could also be seen simply as describing

the facts of how it is used

usage of a body will teach

that it is separate

from all of thingsor that it is a part

of all things

constructed even with small windows

that would perceive even another brother

as different than the exact thing it is.

walled with fear

did the body die and often never learn

as his brother was his first lesson

for without seeing his own heart

his own pain and his own dream

in only one brother,

how could he recognize all people

are like him


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and without dissolving even this layer

his eyes cannot see all of life experiencing itself

as too he would be

nor can his eyes cannot see past time itselffor while he believes he is afraid

of the separate dark shadow

underneath he trembles the mad dream is true

and he is alone

but all dreams are proven

to seem correct

both sane and insane perception is gifted

with proof

as dreams dictate reality

healing and pain always remain

a thought away

but a thought can seem far

when one carries a system of beliefs

echoing madness

enter love

first entered merely by possibility

a brave face willing to stare long enough inside

through the fear until just when they could not look anymore

and they met the darkness within in shudder

they saw not a monster anymore

but a scared child lost in time

standing in the corner of a dark room alone

with a broken heart

if one knows this child they know of love

for they could not be angry anymore

and hate what they once feared


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if one knows this child they too know their brother

and their hands reach to heal

only to heal

but a mad child lost in darkness cannot see healingfor their own tears and anger of abandonment

will not let their eyes see

they do not know they were abandoned by a hopeless idea

a hopeless world lost in hopeless time

that was never their real Home

for love would nor could abandon what

was born from it thus remains in it

and so the body used for proving separation, remains alone

an ego thriving to be special

losing these things to a misguided belief

feels like death itself

fingers cling to mad dreams falling through

a dark sky

when all one can feel are scraps of nightfall

the body is for survival alone

and misguided by a little mind teaching fear

as it is directed by fear itself

I am not alone

and countless we sing

our names are not needed to be known by man

nor our words needed to profit by coin

with tears we tell you truly

every word of love we could ever give to you

was given equally freely to us

and gladly did we see it and hold it in our hearts

and blessed did we share it with our body


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for that is the purpose of our body

used primarily as a tool intended to heal

as one that feels the cries of another

and when they are ready we will enter the room they cry alone inand we will give them a song

Amen would we find you

and we know this because once we were alone and afraid

and when we were ready

we too were found

Amen, and in Christ


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on sickness and health

what can we find man has created

that has not begun in the mind

in the form of an idea

an uncontrolled mind is like an loose water hose

twisting and flooding the ground around

a pointed mind is like adding a nozzle

to water one plant at a time

a man's ability to create

is not related to the will of his heart

and better he learns not the power welluntil his heart is loving

the reality of a thought

is minimalized by many

thought it stands as the prerequisite

for all man's potential creations

when one says health begins in the mind

it would stand true as do all things

every action has an equal and opposite reaction

and what would make a thought less than an action

though unseen

the exact amount of healing or harm thoughts create

can only be guessed in some ways

as their impact cannot directly be measured

by human instruments

would we need to know how much

once we realize they are change itself?

thoughts of love's alignment are natural and heal

for the nature of the universe is one of order


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and reason,

yet built on the footing of love

thus reversing the makings of disease

thoughts of fear, anger, judgmentcreate quantum particles we name

new disease after new disease after

chasing for a new cure made by a pill

may we learn to control our thoughts

and use them to grow wings

and give them equally

Amen


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the denominator of gratitude

in every human enters a moment

in which they cannot but yield

and tears of joy would fallin that we experienced the most solid truth

of who we are

of love did we stand firmly

not one more layer did we wrestle upon in our being

and of gratitude did we weep

as nothing in this place of safety

could ever be lost

if home was but a memory

remembrance, blessed be our return

for not one of us if even as a child

was locked in forgetfulness in all of our days

I am thankful for so many things

for today I have my arms

and they are wonderful to use

though I rarely consider being without

I am thankful today I drank clean water

and was nourished with food from the sun

and earth

so many things I could speak of

but among the threads of webbing around my eyes

lies one that withstands all of time

yet still it can be known

most blessed is the gift of life itself

sustaining all of form, change, and even time

resting beyond every word I have ever known

all I have is who I am


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from love was I born

and to love would I remain

through the loss of all things, and may come the day

I have no arms and no clean watereven do these benefits sustain

and of certainty this body will end

mere trifles placed beside that which is forever

yet can feel so vast in these days

some may point and call this a mere hope

and their belief is welcome

but I cannot change what I see

as clearly as I can see the words here I write

in a blessed moment of perfect stillness

the denominator of gratitude

would not be held but given

for its gift is from life itself

and in its giving hails its receiving

would we not fear a world that rests hungry

from mouths that would feed upon more than would be theirs

and turn a brother against a brother

trembling in fear of both what lies next door

and too within

our deepest gratitude cannot but deny

any vision born of fear

as gratitude offers vision

of the place from which

we may call Home forever if we choose

Amen


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dreams replaced

like crops harvested

and soil tilled

a brief pause beforethe new cycle

how many things must a man grow

before it is truly seen first what appeared

came from the soil beneath

coupled with the rains and the sun

and how many more things still

before even before this it beganas a thought in his mind

yet again that was driven by his intent

which resides in his heart

bold dreams we would carry

lifted by forces we do not understand

yet we are the originator

of temporary shapes

thus could be definedas a creator

yet would we pause to consider

we create nothing

but only change its form

from earth to space shuttles

was all just combinations of what

already was there

could we find

what remains

when our dreams are replaced one million times

and again


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could we see

what did not nor cannot change

blessed do we walk

gifted by the very blessing all of life would share

conscious and alive again for the moment

but a moment is all we have ever known

even when our memory of yesterday is faded

and vision of tomorrow is blocked

let that be enough

and may our dreams be shared

like words spilling into the endless ocean

where all can drink and be sustained

Amen


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and of the earth and of freedom

and of the ground did we rise

and from those seeds melded by the sun

did we sustain these bodies

and of the ground did we return

sustaining the soil as it once

made our bones hard and limbs strong

tomorrow was once seen before

like yesterday was remembered without pause

these are the stories of my people, little one

gather close let me tell

freedom is love

for neither would attempt to own

what cannot be owned

when a man's heart becomes dark

he forgets many things

until no longer does he remember

who he once was

he would believe many crazy things

things that will make no sense when I speak of them

to you my children

his darkness replaces love with fear

and all eyes see only a reflection of themselves

and so he will become afraid of his brothers

and attempt to take their freedoms

he will become mad and believe

even that he can own the land and trees

he lives within

and with enough gold the whole earth and even the moon

could be claimed as his own


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little ones, when we hear the big drum beat

like our hearts alive with one thousand buffalo storming

across the plains

he hears no such thing

this man will mock other creations and hate them

and they too he will attempt to make

his slaves

men such as these can take many things

but they can only take things that someday

our very eyes can see cannot be held

remember always little ones,

no man can take away the ways of our people

for that lives in the place of forever

where we can still hear even when some cannot

and this is why we remain free

Amen


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march of the confused

many of a kind of a species gatheroften because they are afraid

and are stronger together

for what cause, I would askdo we cluster together forand for what differencesdo we fight about

boys do not wake updreaming to kill in a foreign land

men are boughtby the currencies allowed to dictatethe grand improvisationof those with the most gold

we are allowed to lay down and succumbto a lie

we are allowed to remain ignorantof what things are done with the goldboth taken and spent by our fingers

this is not a judgmentbut a simple view of what aloneis taken from me and spentby another

when beliefs become thick over our eyeswe cannot seeand possibly seeing correctlyhas more to do with unlearningthan we know


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the song remains the same, yet we sing

words upon wordsspilling into air

penetrating all things are the wordscarried by the thoughtssome that were our finest

let me not judge a flaga man, a book, or one wordbut by the eye of truthfor one who speaks nine true thingsdoes not mean the tenth would be equalas is the nature if imperfection in man

and so I must look in the mirrorand see my own eyesfor a moment to ask what truth is to meand it is so simpleand it is so clear in this moment

does it set free?does it love and refuse to hate,even when one spills nothing but darkness?does it remind a brother of their finest thoughts

that would only heal and bring peace?

and with my ears would I listento words of love regardless of the face speaking themfilling the air and void around me from the only thing I know thatcan never be destroyed

that which we are fromborn of and held safe withinyes this would be my truth


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from the depths

you cannot know this poemnor could I write these words

when the sun shines strongly from our heartand wrinkles of the world fade into the distance

if we could explain our strugglethe specifics and seemingly different circumstancesfrom which we sufferthese lines would never end

no

this is a cry and it is a callif there is only one thing I would carryand only one thing I would never loseit would be my simple will to arisefrom the depths

sometimes I wait as seconds tickand then minutes and then long daysI wait to see the sun of my own heartbrightly shining through

healing is instantaneousyet why can that moment seem so farpeace is a place forever open to returnyet how can it seem so distant

no this world has not beaten meit has only brought me down for a momentI could feel shameor guiltinstead I will wait


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I fear nottaI fear notta manstanding tall or in shadowcoming from the darkness

deception and dishonest

I fear notta manlemme set this straighttake what you canthatwontbe enoughit will never be enough

watch you wonderhow we still stand

one questionif you listenas a bringer of the lightshining strong

we've been questionedall along

bury me and my little voiceput me in a small coffinif the cost was to give another

vocally often

hold my hand if you need oneI would stand here and bleed sontaking punches for all its worthtaking their attention for all I canso you can grow like a treetowards the sun

and who wouldntat thatit is how we always win

every time every placemy friendagain and again

I fear notta becausegiven the choiceI would take this small dose of strength
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freely give it ...rejoice

I fear nottasomehow someway

tick tock tick tockI will stand in the way

of darkness and liesI can feel your criesbut my gift is not meit is standingfor you

shine on

shine onnever let gothese songs of freedommay we holdmay we flow

Amen


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to see a system (and what it stands for)

names of lands raising colored flagscompanyslogos passed around on small

pieces of paper like fake smiles

I do not care what you say you stand for

a system of insanity bred by man and beyondhungers at it looks across the oceanand dreams only of more power and control

it thirsts on the blood of manas the beast grows, toodoes its hunger for more

may freedom allow us to join these systemsmay wisdom awaken us to know what it is

we are joining

no, I will carry no bannerno religion no name no country no titlenot as a rebelbut as one who does not trust mankind

I do not care what titles a human holdsnor what background or power they held and hold

a system in my eyes burns the hearts of good menwho know not of another wayfor they do not see what they enter willingly into

I fight no systemand allow for it to eat and feed

yet it may not feed on mefor I do not stand for it asI would not feed on anotherso I may be stronger in the eyes of darknessand the world

I seek to be stronger in the eyes


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of the source that gives lifenot takes lifeas a light bringernot a thief of will

and when the sun setsthose who seek to crush the competitionso normal in todaysbusinessin the back of their dreams they twist and scatterfor as they would so gladly take the life of anotherand leave them homeless and wantingthey too have subjected themselves to the laws not of lovebut of the darknessand remain to be stalked by their owndark shadow

love is an instant of recognitionreversing the mad dream

to see a system requires such a simple lens:does it offer healing and freedomor must it feed and grow for moredoes it remain free and ask for nothingor does it require binding and payment of some form

many have spokenand only the eyes behind our eyes can divulgeas words and pretty colored dreams can lie

may we simply seethat which is truly healing and would giveand that which is only harms both earth and man

willing only to take


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when love shone

have you walked to the edge of a cityand seen the great buildings colored like the sky

while the ships on the harbor are marveled atand a homeless man with a thin catdraws your attention most of all

have you seen all of the people driving and walking so quicklyon phones and trying to keep pace with somethingyou do not and never really will understandin a silly game we too appear to play as if it is all we know

has a sorrow broken you so deeplyyou cannot explain with wordsbecause so many do not understand whyyou are crying inside

to some feeling away from Homein a strange place in a strange landis what is missed in a waychasm splits and can breed numbness

when something is not understoodand people continue to fightand people continue to be herded willinglygladly taking and giving freedom without a thought

have you heard yourlittle voice dancing and singing in the midst peepingnot shelved away in fear but smilingeven in the storm

yes there is a pointwhere love shone through

as we were broken by sorrowwe were sheltered by loveand memory alone holds us safely

when we awaken at nightwe see tomorrow the same as todayand the end of this body so quickly


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and we know the haunting feelingthat we will wish we had loved more

we take out our pens and we writewe carry our dreams and through them

we determine to shine againof what we carry in our heart

we know we will never see what many dowhen we look at a harborthe things men have madeand will never be able to justify a systemthat would not represent what we are

our will here has been chosen and gladly

we continue to loveeven when picking the pieces of ourselvesoff of the hard cold street

carried only by the hopethere is one more, even only one moreready to come home and willto love

Amen

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