分享迈克尔杰克逊早年献给妈妈的诗集《梦舞诗话》

阿树

On Children of the World

We have to heal our wounded world. The chaos, despair, and senseless destruction we see

today are a result of the alienation that people feel from each other and their

environment. Often this alienation has its roots in an emotionally deprived childhood.

Children have had their childhood stolen from them. A child's mind need the nourishment

of mystery, magic, wonder, and excitement. I want my work to help people rediscover the

child that's hiding in them.

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Once We Were There

Before the beginning, before the violence
Before the anguish of the broken silence
A thousand longings, never uttered
Pangs of sorrow, brutally smothered

But I have chosen to break and be free
Cut those ties, so I can see
Those bonds that imprisoned me in memories of pain
Those judgments, interpretations that cluttered my brain

Those festering wounds that lingered have gone
In their place a new life has dawned
That lonely child, still clutching his toy
Has made his peace, discovered his joy

Where time is not, immortality's clear
Where love abounds, there is no fear
The child has grown to weave his magic
Left behind
His life of sorrow, once so tragic

He is now, ready to share
Ready to love, ready to care
Unfold his heart, with nothing to spare
Join him now, if you dare.

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Planet Earth

Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid

Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my sweetheart, soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes, caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.

In my veins I've felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of history
Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood
Have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood
Your misty clouds, your electric storm
Were turbulent tempests in my own form
I've licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet
Of every encounter, of passion, of heat
Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste
Have thrilled my senses beyond all haste
In your beauty, I've known the how
Of timeless bliss, this moment of now

Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid

Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my sweetheart gentle and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes, caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.

Planet Earth, gentle and blue
With all my heart, I love you.

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Quantum Leap

I looked for you in hill and dale
I sought for you beyond the pale
I searched for you in every nook and cranny
My probing was at times uncanny
But everywhere I looked I found
I was just going round and round
In every storm, in every gale
I could hear your silent tale

You appeared wherever I went
In every taste, in every scent
I thought I was in a trance
In every quiver I felt your dance
In every sight I saw your glance
You were there, as if by chance

Even so, I have faltered
Despite the fact, my life has altered
All my doubts were struggles in vain
Of judgments made in memories of pain
Only now, by letting go
I can bask in your glow
No matter where I stray or flow
I see the splendor of your show
In every drama I am the actor
In every experience the timeless factor

In every dealing, every deed
You are there, as the seed
I know now, for I have seen
What could have happened could have been
There is no need to try so hard
For in your sleeve you hold the card
For every fortune, every fame
The Kingdom's here for us to claim
In every fire, every hearth
There's a spark gives new birth

To all those songs never sung
All those longings in hearts still young
Beyond all hearing, beyond all seeing
In the core of your Being
Is a field that spans infinity
Unbounded pure is the embryo of divinity
If we could for one moment BE
In an instant we would see
A world where no one has suffered or toiled
Of pristine beauty never soiled
Of sparkling waters, singing skies
Of hills and valleys where no one dies

That enchanted garden, that wondrous place
Where we once frolicked in times of grace
In ourselves a little deep
In that junkyard in that heap
Beneath that mound of guilt and sorrow
Is the splendor of another tomorrow
If you still have promises to keep
Just take that plunge, take that leap.

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Ryan White

Ryan White, symbol of justice
Or child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are you now, where have you gone?

Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays

I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light

Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, of child of fiction?

I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife

While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champagne parties on chartered cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises

Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety

I miss you, Ryan White
You showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain you were a cloudburst of joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy

In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow.

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That One in the Mirror

I wanted to change the world, so I got up one morning and looked in the mirror. That

one looking back said, "There is not much time left. The earth is wracked with pain.

Children are starving.
Nations remain divided by mistrust and hatred. Everywhere the air and water have been

fouled almost beyond help. Do something!"

That one in the mirror felt very angry and desperate. Everything looked like a mess, a

tragedy, a disaster. I decided he must be right. Didn't I feel terrible about these

things, too, just like him? The planet was being used up and thrown away. Imagining

earthly life just one generation from now made me feel panicky.

It was not hard to find the good people who wanted to solve the earth's problems. As I

listened to their solutions, I thought, "There is so much good will here, so much

concern." At night before going to bed, that one in the mirror looked back at me

seriously, "Now we'll get somewhere," he declared. "If everybody does their part."

But everybody didn't do their part. Some did, but were they stopping the tide? Were

pain, starvation, hatred, and pollution about to be solved? Wishing wouldn't make it so

-- I knew that.
When I woke up the next morning, that one in the mirror looked confused. "Maybe it's

hopeless,” he whispered.. Then a sly look came into his eyes, and he shrugged. "But

you and I will survive. At least we are doing all right."

I felt strange when he said that. There was something very wrong here. A faint

suspicion came to me, one that had never dawned so clearly before. What if that one in

the mirror isn't me? He feels separate. He sees problems "out there" to be solved.

Maybe they will be, maybe they won't. He'll get along. But I don't feel that way --

those problems aren't "out there," not really. I feel them inside me. A child crying in

Ethiopia, a sea gull struggling pathetically in an oil spill, a mountain gorilla being

mercilessly hunted, a teenage soldier trembling with terror when he hears the planes

fly over : Aren't these happening in me when I see and hear about them?

The next time I looked in the mirror, that one looking back had started to fade. It was

only an image after all. It showed me a solitary person enclosed in a neat package of

skin and bones. "Did I once think you were me?" I began to wonder. I am not so separate

and afraid. The pain of life touches me, but the joy of life is so much stronger. And

it alone will heal. Life is the healer of life, and the most I can do for the earth is

to be its loving child.

That one in the mirror winced and squirmed. He hadn't thought so much about love.

Seeing “problems” was much easier, because love means complete self-honesty. Ouch!

"Oh, friend," I whispered to him, "do you think anything can solve problems without

love?" That one in the mirror wasn't sure. Being alone for so long, not trusting others

and being trusted by others, it tended to detach itself from the reality of life. "Is

love more real than pain?" he asked.

"I can't promise that it is. But it might be. Let's discover," I said. I touched the

mirror with a grin.
"Let's not be alone again. Will you be my partner? I hear a dance starting up. Come."

That one in the mirror smiled shyly. He was realizing we could be best friends. We

could be more peaceful, more loving, more honest with each other every day.

Would that change the world? I think it will, because Mother Earth wants us to be happy

and to love her as we tend her needs. She needs fearless people on her side, whose

courage comes from being part of her, like a baby who is brave enough to walk because

Mother is holding out her arms to catch him. When that one in the mirror is full of

love for me and for him, there is no room for fear. When we were afraid and panicky, we

stopped loving this life of ours and this earth. We disconnected. Yet how can anybody

rush to help the earth if they feel disconnected?
Perhaps the earth is telling us what she wants, and by not listening, we fall back on

our own fear and panic.

One thing I know : I never feel alone when I am earth's child. I do not have to cling

to my personal survival as long as I realize, day by day, that all of life is in me.

The children and their pain; the children and their joy. The ocean swelling under the

sun; the ocean weeping with black oil. The animals hunted in fear; the animals bursting

with the sheer joy of being alive.

This sense of "the world in me" is how I always want to feel. That one in the mirror

has his doubts sometimes. So I am tender with him. Every morning I touch the mirror and

whisper, "Oh, friend, I hear a dance. Will you be my partner? Come."

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Trust

As I was feeding squirrels in the park, I noticed a small one that didn't seem to trust

me. While the others came close enough to eat out of my hand, he kept his distance. I

threw a peanut his way. He edged up, grabbed it nervously, and ran off. Next time he

must have felt less afraid, because he came a little closer. The safer he felt, the

more he trusted me. Finally he sat right at my feet, as bold as any squirrel clamoring

for the next peanut.

Trust is like that -- it always seems to come down to trusting in yourself. Others

can't overcome fear for you; you have to do it on your own. It's hard, because fear and

doubt hold on tight. We are afraid of being rejected, of being hurt once more. So we

keep a safe distance. We think separating ourselves from others will protect us, but

that doesn't work, either. It leaves us feeling alone and unloved.

Trusting yourself begins by recognizing that it's okay to be afraid. Having fear is not

the problem, because everyone feels anxious and insecure sometimes. The problem is not

being honest enough to admit your fear. Whenever I accept my own doubt and insecurity,

I'm more open to other people. The deeper I go into myself, the stronger I become,

because I realize that my real self is much bigger than any fear.

In accepting yourself completely, trust becomes complete. There is no longer any

separation between people, because there is no longer any separation inside. In the

space where fear used to live, love is allowed to grow.

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Two Birds

It's hard to tell them what I feel for you. They haven't ever met you, and no one has

your picture.
So how can they ever understand your mystery? Let's give them a clue:

Two birds sit in a tree. One eats cherries, while the other looks on. Two birds fly

through the air.
One's song drops like crystal from the sky while the other keeps silent. Two birds

wheel in the sun.
One catches the light on its silver feathers, while the other spreads wings of

invisibility.

It's easy to guess which bird I am, but they'll never find you. Unless...

Unless they already know a love that never interferes, that watches from beyond, that

breathes
free in the invisible air. Sweet bird, my soul, your silence is so precious. How long

will it be before
the world hears your song in mine?

Oh, that is a day I hunger for!

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When Babies Smile

When dreamers dream and kiss their lover
And rainbows weave and splash their color
Those are moments so gloriously alive
We take the plunge, take the dive
Into the abyss
We are suspended awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

Those are moments when fate is unsealed
Nothing is impossible and we are healed
We can soar, we can fly
Walk on fire, navigate the sky
In the light of a glittering star
There's no distance, nothing is far
Those are moments of innocent guile
In the glow
We are suspended awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

Those are moments when the heart is tender
When seascapes gleam in magnificent splendor
When the laughter of Heaven reverberates the Earth
And we are renewed in a new birth
In a timeless Eternity
In the angels' fraternity
We romp and roll
The playground of our soul
In the twilight
We are suspended awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

Those are moments we're one with God
All is well, nothing is odd
In silent reflection
We feel our perfection
We are the source, we are the crucible
Nothing can hurt us, for we are invincible
There is no sin, there is no sinner
We can only win, we have felt the glimmer
In the bliss
We're floating awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

Kingdoms topple, lose their class
Civilizations crumble, ages pass
Turbulent tempests ravage the seas
Violent killings, despite our pleas
But dewdrops sparkle when children play
Tyrants cry, there's nothing to slay
Fairies dance and goblins sing
All are crowned, all are king
In the Garden
We frolic awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

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Will You Be There

Hold me like the River Jordan
And I will then say to thee
You are my friend
Carry me like you are my brother
Love me like a mother
Will you be there?

When weary tell me will you hold me?
When wrong, will you mold me?
When lost will you find me?
But they told me a man should be faithful
And walk when not able
And fight till the end
But I'm only human

Everyone's trying to control me
Seems that the world's got a role for me
I'm so confused
Will you show to me
You'll be there for me
And care enough to bear me?

Hold me, show me
Lay your head lowly
Gently and boldly
Carry me there
I'm only human

Carry, carry
Carry me boldly
Gently and slowly
Carry me there
I'm only human

Knead me
Love me and feed me
Kiss me and free me
And I will feel blessed

Lonely
When I'm cold and lonely
And needing you only
Will you still care?
Will you be there?

Save me
Heal me and bathe me
Softly you say to me
I will be there
But will you be there?

Hold me
Hug me and shield me
Touch me and heal me
I know you care
But will you be there?

Lonely
When I'm cold and lonely
(I get lonely sometimes, I get lonely)
And needing you only

Will you still care?
Will you be there?

Carry
Carry me boldly
Gently and slowly
Carry me there

Knead me
Love me and feed me
Kiss me and free me
And I will feel blessed

Call me
Save me and face me

Bless me and say to me
I will be there
I know you care

Save me
Heal me and bathe me
Softly you say to me
I will be there
But will you be there?

Feed me
Feed me and soothe me
When I'm lonely and hungry
Will you still share?
Will you still care?

Nurse me
Soothe me, don't leave me
When I'm hurting and bleeding

Bruised and bare
Will you still care?

Kiss me
Face me and kiss me
And when my heart is breaking
Will you still care?
Will you be here?

Lift me
Lift me up carefully
I'm weary and falling
I know you're there
But do you still care?

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Wings Without Me

It was August, and I was looking up at the sky. With one hand shielding my eyes, I made

out a falcon soaring on the currents of hot swirling air. Higher and higher it

spiraled, until with one unearthly shriek, it disappeared.

All at once I felt left behind. "Why did you grow wings without me?" I mourned. Then my

spirit said, "The falcon's way is not the only way. Your thoughts are as free as any

bird." So I shut my eyes and my spirit took off, spiraling as high as the falcon and

then beyond, so that I was looking down over the whole earth. But something was wrong.

Why did I feel so cold and alone?

"You grew wings without me," my heart said. "What good is freedom without love?" So I

went quietly to the bed of a sick child and sang him a lullaby. He fell asleep smiling,

and my heart took off, joining my spirit as it circled over the earth. I was free and

loving, but still something was wrong.

"You grew wings without me," my body said. "Your flights are only imagination." So I

looked into books that I had ignored before and read about saints in every age who

actually flew. In India, Persia, China, and Spain (even in Los Angeles!), the power of

spirit has reached, not just into the heart, but into every cell of the body. "As if

carried aloft by a great eagle," Saint Teresa said, "my ecstasy lifted me into the

air."

I began to believe in this amazing feat, and for the first time, I didn't feel left

behind. I was the falcon and the child and the saint. In my eyes their lives became

sacred, and the truth came home:
When all life is seen as divine, everyone grows wings.

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Wise Little Girl

I know a wise little girl who cannot walk. She is confined to a wheelchair, and she may

spend the rest of her life there, since her doctors hold out almost no hope of ever

making her paralyzed legs better.

When I first met this little girl, she flashed me a smile that burned me with its

blazing happiness.
How open she was! She wasn't hiding out from self-pity or asking for approval or

protecting herself from a sense of shame. She felt completely innocent about not being

able to walk, like a puppy that has no idea if it is a mongrel or a champion of the

breed.

She made no judgments about herself. That was her wisdom.

I have seen the same wise look in other children, "poor" children as society sees them,

because they lack food, money, secure homes, or healthy bodies. By the time they reach

a certain age, many of these children grasp just how bad their situation is. The way

that adults look at their lives robs them of that first innocence that is so precious

and rare. They begin to believe that they should feel bad about themselves; that this

is "right."

But this wise little girl, being only four, floated above pity and shame like a

carefree sparrow. She took my heart in her hands and made it as weightless as a cotton

puff, so that it was impossible for me to even begin to think, "What a terrible thing."

All I saw was light and love. In their innocence, very young children know themselves

to be light and love. If we will allow them, they can teach us to see ourselves the

same way.

One sparkle from a little girl's gaze contains the same knowledge that Nature implants

at the heart of every life-form. It is life's silent secret, not to be put into words.

It just knows. It knows peace and how not to hurt. It knows that even the least breath

is a gesture of gratitude to the Creator. It smiles to be alive, waiting patiently for

ages of ignorance and sorrow to pass away like a mirage.

I see this knowledge showing itself in the eyes of children more and more, which makes

me think that their innocence is growing stronger. They are going to disarm us adults,

and that will be enough to disarm the world. They feel no reason to spoil the

environment, and so the environment will be cleaned up without a quarrel. A wise little

girl told me the future when she looked at me, so full of peace and contentment. I

rejoice in trusting her above all the experts. As light and love drive away our guilt

and shame, her prophecy must come true.

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Heal The World

There's a place in your heart
And I know that it is love
And this place could be much brighter
than tomorrow.
And if you really try
You'll find there's no need to cry
In this place I feel there's no hurt or sorrow.

There are ways to get there
If you care enough for the living
Make a little space
Make a better place.
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me
And the entire human race

There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place
For you and for me.

If you want to know why
There's a love that cannot lie
Love is strong
It cares for only joyful giving
If we try, we shall see
In this bliss we cannot feel
Fear or dread

Then we just stop existing and start living
Then it feels that always
Love's enough for us growing
Make a better world
Make a better world.
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me
And the entire human race

There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for you and for me.

And the dream we were conceived in
Will reveal its joyful face
And the world we once believed in
Will shine again in grace

Then why do we keep strangling life
Wound this earth, crucify its soul
Though it's plain to see
This world is heavenly
We could be God's glow.
We could fly so high
Let our spirits never die
In my heart I feel you are all my brothers

Create a world with no fear
Together we'll cry happy tears
So that nations turn their swords into plowshares
We could really get there
If you cared enough for the living
Make a little space
To make a better place
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me
And the entire human race

There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for
You and for me
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me
And the entire human race

There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place
For you and for me

Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me
And the entire human race

There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place
For you and for me.

There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place
For you and for me
For you and for me
For you and for me
For you and for me
For you and for me
You and for me
You and for me

银兰

呵呵，今天见阿树第三个贴子了， [M24]

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引用作者 银兰 于 2009-9-14发表的原文
呵呵，今天见阿树第三个贴子了， [M24]

呵呵~谢谢铃兰把这个帖子捞起来

老实说这还是我最用心写的帖子呢

可惜没什么人气

偶是发帖毒药 [M04]