Love Alive

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Wade Hampton III
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Love Alive

Post by Wade Hampton III » Tue Dec 16, 2014 9:21 am

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O2iz_Yc5dDc
From The Aryan Soul
From The Aryan Soul
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Re: Love Alive

Post by Ray W » Sat May 09, 2020 6:18 pm

words can paint a similar picture, such as in the poem
"Childe Harold's Pilgrimage" by George Gordon, Lord Byron:

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I ne'er express, yet can not all conceal."

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Re: Love Alive

Post by Wade Hampton III » Sat May 09, 2020 11:14 pm

Welcome aboard, Soul-mate!
Alive!
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Re: Love Alive

Post by Wade Hampton III » Sat Aug 29, 2020 12:22 am

Refuge Of The Roads...

I met a friend of spirit
He drank and womanized
And I sat before his sanity
I was holding back from crying
He saw my complications
And he mirrored me back simplified
And we laughed how our perfection
Would always be denied
"Heart and humor and humility"
He said "Will lighten up your heavy load"
I left him for the refuge of the roads

I fell in with some drifters
Cast upon a beachtown
Winn Dixie cold cuts and highway hand me downs
And I wound up fixing dinner
For them and Boston Jim
I well up with affection
Thinking back down the roads to then
The nets were overflowing
In the Gulf of Mexico
They were overflowing in the refuge of the roads

There was spring along the ditches
There were good times in the cities
Oh radiant happiness
It was all so light and easy
Till I started analyzing
And I brought on my old ways
A thunderhead of judgment was
Gathering in my gaze
And it made most people nervous
They just didn't want to know
What I was seeing in the refuge of the roads

I pulled off into a forest
Crickets clicking in the ferns
Like a wheel of fortune
I heard my fate turn turn turn
And I went running down a white sand road
I was running like a white-assed deer
Running to lose the blues
To the innocence in here
These are the clouds of Michelangelo
Muscular with gods and sungold
Shine on your witness in the refuge of the roads

In a highway service station
Over the month of June
Was a photograph of the Earth
Taken coming back from the Moon
And you couldn't see a city
On that marbled bowling ball
Or a forest or a highway
Or me here least of all
You couldn't see these cold water restrooms
Or this baggage overload
Westbound and rolling taking refuge in the roads

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5mZErvdXVM

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