I Feel You
(Copr.2006 SweeTea)

I feel You lurking, smiling
You know the landscape well
like the back of a hand
You leak out of holes
roam through orchards
across angry oceans
You watch the sun walk
the southern hemisphere
with one eye and
the northern one with the other.

Yes, I feel You, smiling
You hear the sound of atomic fusion
black holes, quarks, anti-matter
and similar to man's illusions
You speak and Thy will be done
You are the life running
through my veins
living through every cell
You love the way I love cuz...

I feel You
I scream Your name Jah!
Ah! Don't stop!
Can You feel me too?
Can You feel what I'm
saying to You?
I love You
give thanks and praise
for the Power of You
the one thing I fear
is losing You -- it's death.

Yes, I feel You, lurking, smiling
You know the tune
that takes my body higher
my soul deeper and my mind
You thrill and yet
You say peace be still
and the waters calm.

Yes, I feel You, smiling
You speak every language spoken
and unspoken
You sleep, dream and be interactive
reality, simultaneously
while intensifying my joy pleasure
exponently, gee, it feels
like I'm free
when I talk to Thee.

I feel You.

listen

beloved
i dreamed
it appeared that you thought to
escape me and became a great
lily atilt on
insolent
waters but i was aware of
fragrance and i came riding upon
a horse of porphyry into the
waters i rode down the red
horse shrieking from splintering
foam caught you clutched you upon my
mouth
listen
beloved
i dreamed in my dream you had
desire to thwart me and became
a little bird and hid
in a tree of tall marble
from a great way i distinguished
singing and i came
riding upon a scarlet sunset
trampling the night easily
from the shocked impossible
tower i caught
you strained you
broke you upon my blood
listen
beloved i dreamed
i thought you would have deceived
me and became a star in the kingdom
of heaven
through day and space i saw you close
your eyes and i came riding
upon a thousand crimson years arched with agony
i reined them in tottering before
the throne and as
they shied at the automaton moon from
the transplendant hand of sombre god
i picked you
as an apple is picked by the little peasants for their girls