NEW CONNECTION

Illusions of the world are revealed.

Feeling are the facts that feed lies.

This pain will never heal.

New connections to who we are

Removing barriers that hold back the soul

A ritual, a cross, stain glass images

The ego hides all the lies.

As we try to move forward still, we are left behind.

There is a true direction to the power inside. 

New connections to who you are

Removing deceiving tradition that holds back the soul

The bread of the body, the juice of the blood

The blessings bestowed on me are the accomplishments I achieve

Life is not made up of mystical mysteries; it is what I find in me.

Only you control the relationship with the one.

New connection to who I am

Removing people and thing that I never need

A celebrity, a car, or a big house

Chanting your mantra selfishly will not make you free.

Counting the beads will not bring peace.

Remembrance of the one in purity and love is where it will come from

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2021 

PASS ON ME

Got to have a dream beyond what I can see

Wondering what is my destiny

Life is so upsidedown got to know now

Pass on me everything I need

Peace and freedom are confusing to the uneducated mind.

Just want to live the privileged lie.

Got have a vision beyond what others believe.

Building the foundation of what makes me

Life is the music listen and turn it up loud.

Pass on me the secrets of being free

Purity and love are much more than a social activity.

Trying to understand wrong from right.

The recorded appreciation for inspiring the ego

This is not what feeds the soul.

Go inside, find that meditated sound. 

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2021

CONSIDER THE SOUL

We wish to forget this unnecessary pain

A lifetime feels like less than a day

Looking forward to the future and all the unknown

With so much confusion, consider the soul.

A spark, a light that never grows old

The symbolic words that we hold

The large oak is rooted in the earth.

Is the symbol of optimism that we need to learn

Sacred words that go unheard

With so much, illusions consider the soul.

What is our direction when no one knows which way to go?

 Find the little point of light you will always find a home.

 ©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2021

MINT TEA

The sun goes down; the night has come

Wondering where will my sleep come from

It won't be from bedtime stories or a loving kiss on the forehead. 

Mint tea warm with a scent like a dream.

A resting mind fresh and free

The moon comes up; a cool breeze dance above the trees

They are the audience feeling it every move

A kind of confidence I wish I could have too

Mint tea warm with a scent of peace.

Refreshing sip for you and me

The stars are there all the time; slowdown experience life

The ceramic cup warming the hands 

Just the same for every man

Mint tea warm with a scent of purity

A moment of rest is what this world needs 

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

WHEN HARRY SINGS

Deep meaning entraining the feelings

Words to a story it is much more than dreaming.

Hear the calypso sound much more than singing

When Harry sings 

Everyone dancing, swaying their hips

When the music stops, we are left smiling.

The rhythmic claps as feet move to that.

Not separated by race only by time and space

His music has what we need to see.....

When Harry sings

Everyone moving to the rhythm of peace

Much more than a musical dream

A legacy of sound sing before the crowds

Not intimidated by anyone's thoughts.

It is love that defines art.

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

 

 

HERITAGE

Life is passing you by when you don't see what is right

Living a lie as you live in the night

What is it your trying to find living in the past

Your heritage 

Locks you in a museum of intimidation and hate

What you celebrate is a waste of a day. 

Life has so much to experience you don't want to miss this.

There is no threat in peace when together we resist

A legacy of giving will last.

My heritage

Is the exclusion of hate and inclusion of love

From the mind and heart is where it comes from

Life is learning and living forever; it is about giving.

Where is your morality? Giving it away doesn't make you free.

No control over your mind; your just a political zombie 

Our heritage

Is understanding one another living as sister and brothers

Drink from the cup of life knows the difference between wrong and right.

Life is much more than a competition to get much more.

Your experience is not mine; my experience is not yours.

It is about you, the soul, the time that you hold as you grow old.

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

HANDFUL OF RICE

Hunger of the mind hunger of the soul

A child's stomach empty as it sits in the cold

When will we learn there are things more valuable than gold

A handful of rice sticky and warm

Fills the belly and comforts the soul

A feeling some wish to know

Thankful for what is before you

Some might not see it; a prayer of thanks is what you do.

You see a feast of nourishing food.

A handful of rice sticky and warm

Fills the belly and comforts the soul

A feeling many wish to know

Pressure and time hardens a diamond

Pressure and time softens the rice

We ignore the doctor's advice, think everything is alright.

A handful of rice sticky and warm

Fill the belly and comforts the soul.

A feeling I wish to know

Contentment with the simple joys of life

Strength is facing the challenges of the night.

The next day's pains are healed by the light.

A handful of rice sticky and warm

Fill the belly and comforts the soul.

A feeling everyone should know.

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020