The World is Gray; A Spiritual Path Writings By: cindy bottenfield youngThe World is Gray The world is gray And there are lots of people There is no sun Angels talk softly In my other ear "I do not know what to say" To My Daughter Cierra A Book The Wizard The wizard is shown in the crystal ball with his long black wand. Are friendship means alot to me; am I struggling, there is no bond. The wishes, the crystal horse. It does not matter. All this is a stare, a blank daze. The dream I had is cause for an end & new beginnings, a peace; and as I look at more of the night in the ball. The gifts of the wanton. Yesterday was special and I will not forget it. by cindy bottenfield I love you. I am sorry I was not the kind I'm really confused and the questions if you knew how it was made by me and I'm starting new new beginnings I would not hurt anybody, people will not let me go. I'm sorry I got so close. I'm not this phsco I've changed I'm thru with attattchments. and negative, just a clarity, a higher power. This is my call to God in this hour. by cindy bottenfield Shoppers Moon The yellow faced moon hung in the glowed orb all alone. A sad faced shone, hanging in the air. Pinned to the blue of the night, make believe and the hand is pointed out that the oceans and waves were clear to the believer at the bottom of the ball, I was at sea. Just me. A speck of light shone in the center of the globe is what I saw. by cindy bottenfield Waking up to Dreams Frustrations and alone You will not be able to bring it up to your dreams. this I am alone Anticipating a life without friends Waking up to dream Armageddon and the end Trumpet and the east I have considered my path my life my heart Without you IM going to find a differant way I am sad. But there is another day. by cindy bottenfield My Mind I walk the cobbed hallways of my mind. I'm in the upper rooms, there is a dim light. Voices torment the hell out of me. Evil exsist in 666. Somebody send an angel please. What's told to me. My friends I could love them better. Just this damn curse. I'm tired of being sick. I'm tired of feel bad. I am sad. by cindy bottenfield Roseries and Statues The 6 roseries was in the palm of a hand. Hail marys to the land. The black and white cross hung low And Jesus sat on the throne In the church the bells rang A small boy sang And I prayed The 6 roseries was in the palm of a hand A statue to trade In the church that day. by cindy bottenfield So Far Away On the shores of the waters, troubles from the master ...... I'm back my dark back on the horizon so far away Memories of you Im sad My sweet love , I wish I had my immortal god Im coming home Leaving heaven so far away. By; cindy bottenfield Feet Feet. The feet of kings are made of clay, the toes are countries in sybolic roes; man stands on his own two feet. In and out of his feet. One foot is straight the other is crooked leading on the paths of angels they have been called in dreams The feet of the saints are washed holy feet of the kings. Mary cried on Jesus's feet. by cindy bottenfield The Baby Oh blessed be, Oh blessed be the baby purple garments of clothes when he was born in the manger newborn baby lays the three wise people night kings day for the world to believe oh blessed be oh blessed be the baby by cindy bottenfield Philosphers Stones In the ages I sing of the philosphers stones, ancient bodies and buried bones. I sing of espionage and Russian Spys, government coverups and lies. And I want to sing about evil and the true believer. And I want to write a song about Jordan and ephimany Oh I can not see, I'm free I'm awake and when I'm lieing in bed. I want to sing about you in the sea. I want to write for you and me. I evow Harry Truman 33rd President I hear I hear implants hey hey myy lets dancing come in a little bit closer. It's all in the toil of the days. by cindy bottenfield Giving way to much. What I want for me. I was busy thinking I gave away with me missing something. I got way too much. It's just this wishing. Perhaps the most important thing in the world is the practice of salvation and silence. And I do not fear it. To live again and not all of me, to live free with the stars, the sun, the birds, the trees. That's what I want for me. by cindy bottenfield Satans Dark Velvet Kisses Myswell Make a friend of you Waiting in my dreams, kisses promised me Waiting in my dreams do I look at the stars and wait to get married? In my dreams I wait to fall in love. by cindy bottenfield The Shaman A cold chill is in my house its brokedown, a cold wind blows it hounds I'm in the cold and blowing it hills of love me if I planted a harvest that will last a little. The days you spent with me thru xmas and new years left me defenseless Im not a victim Im forgiven You hate me in this world because I have a lord. I want a god that will last. One of the dreams, promises, visions, and prayers. I want a God that will last. by cindy bottenfield I need a Job This anxiety desires fuels my shame How dare I I'm not the same. My head is hot and my eyes are lowered. Is it my aweful words? I ' m in a body box trapped like a rabbed rabbit. I open my mouth, it's alright for a little bit. Then it's what do we now. I'm not that crazy. Maybe get a volunteer job and prove I'm not lazy. Help my self-esteem. by cindy bottenfield I can not believe her What has she done Someones sad What is special What is special about THOMSON by cindy bottenfield The Ephimamy It's another morning faded ephimamy all the lights of glory shinning with angels blowing broken trumpets . I woke to the sun climbing the stairs of the sky slowly dieing for the world to see.I'm lost in me. I meet you, my lover at my request and babble. Despiced my pores IM a believer this just furthermore I'm dieing. Yet awake in the clouds, the blues that sing and the birds wings are in my way. by cindy bottenfield Soulsearch Finding the real thing searching for soul, what it is to you if there is a dark spot on your soul? And who's true name and Hidden story How high do we rise with are faithful humbleness abode? Who directs are beaded moccassins and are sleeping teepees from destructions, who controls the weather and makes it rain and shine? Who controls Walstreet and drinks the cherished wine? Finding the meaning, searching for soul. I searched. Am I a empty vessel? Is my eyes a dry well? Searching for soul. I can not tell. My heart hurts. What about everything else? by cindy bottenfield Blackbirds In the van we rode, me mom, Joe, Dad & Bud The blackbirds came from the sky The tornado was all around a few drops fell The huge blackbirds were images of black tornadoes I guess how the story goes bothering us for 18 years or so Lord have mercy its a marching band !!!!!!!!!!!!!! by cindy bottenfield Orphesus in Hadees Orphesus in Hadees Orphesus in Hadees Orphesus in Hadees Orphesus in Hadees Bring the bells And make a believer out of me That there is a heaven or hell Orphesus in Hadees Orphesus in Hadees Rise to eternal fame calling on the winds the shame faced sun Orphesus in Hadees Starstruck and damaged I ' m looking back running towards ya Orphesus in Hadees What is betwitxt? by cindy bottenfield Blue Dolphins Blue dolphins swim the oceans and seas It's a young girl on the edge of the world wanting to be free Ships and boats in the harbors are friends The young girl has strenght and do not know when she'll be back again Blue Dolphins swim the oceans and seas Were off to join the Navy. The young girl is supporting the USA. Its a bright beautiful day. by cindy bottenfield A letter to Jesus I'm in the middle of a yoke and had it my way I think of lord and savor (I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my guiding light. by cindy bottenfield Heaven or Hell I could not tell A misty rocky morning with gold streams Where I'll be The fog lifted and cleared the way I gazed into my rooms believe Heaven or Hell I couldn ' t tell by cindy bottenfield. The Unicorn. What we have inside. The sacred horn in the garden his fiery nostrils breathing out the spirits of Adam and Eve and the story of the leaves. God who was man of veins of the lands. The blood of the horn, the sacred unicorn. Who in heaven worships thee? The horn of the unicorn is nailed to a tree. His hooves cleaved to his father and he favoured the crowed. White and pure. The unicorn, every knee shall bow. by cindy bottenfield To My Daughter The hardest words I have ever seen in my press mind My daughter I want to find the treasure of life with you Anxieties twisted in my pores, when I ' m sharing locked away gold I love you, when I talked about it a garbelled mess that gets on my nerves. When I hear your words, it's the deepest sores and serves the sweetest alibaster box. I want you to know theres no replacing you. His gifts you can not understand by cindy bottenfield Forrest of Elves The foresee of the elves in my foggy mind that I reveal the blue atmosphere and the shades of green </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s> </s></s></s> , playing the pipes in my mind to each footsteps I tred the kalidascope road, she eases my heavy load. For when the pipes are playing everything dissappears.Iiits protected silence with pained tears. by cindy bottenfield Fallen Angels Fallen Angels Falling Angels Falling Angels Falling Angels Falling Angels Falling Angels Falling Angels Falling Angels Fallen Angels fall to the ground Broken tears pour from the Lord How can he get you back again? Praise earth, mans sins Fallen Angels found in your arms Is this the love you want, why? Fallen angels and there earthly crowns Your eyes are magical memories of a door to dreams, your beautiful So why do you want me? Fallen Angels your stepping down stairs away from the throne How can you be alone? by cindy bottenfield Flipper Flipper what have you done? Can you see the sun? In the bowl you swim with a broken fin All the fishermen want you And you jumped away Flipper how do you like your know home? There in the bowl all alone The big fish miss you And so does the fishermen If you knew well you were cindy bottenfield The Mask The Mask I wear, I paint my face Is this whats hidden before? The man behind the closed door That I lock myself away and show a scarey head to the world? What's my true self, is it things inside me? My Mask makes a story of me. by cindy bottenfield I Hate Myself All this lonely daze What can I say? Doing without food And sleeping on the floor A messy house does not make sooth my nerves Make mistakes in front of my friends Makes me leave and I worry they will not come again Hitchiker's Ghost Suncatcher's shadow the hitchikers ghost Scarlet letters sent away, faded roses, the drifters host yeah, stolen ace of spades an eternal night and wondering days The hitchikers ghost, yeah, s brial when the love letter is the last one by cindy bottenfield Persephone all the herbs wandering ignorance Rivers bath naked beauties on a dark night , Persuasions from the way down deep shh ..... loves above the throne the serpant snake crawls up my arm Persephone husbands's charms Trees whispers forresst fears Snakecharmers cheek at the light of RA !!!!!! by cindy bottenfield Shooting Star King's Death's reaper filled mills at rebirth Ornaments glittered jeweled stacked on the temple walls "O devine beings" "Why does the sun go down?" Fly feathered eagle in the sky alone I'm coming up again, just like the coming of the winds. by cindy bottenfield God dew drops in the hourglass God has shortened God's open. Middle East Over in the Middle East in the lands of Iraq The oil is thick and black. The United Nations make money from occupying the lands We invaded the Middle East with a forced hand. to keep the price of oil down, They were in the middle of the east, because of the presence of the soldiers, they were not in the middle of the road. The oil of the land is the same. wants it, it's not just nobody cares Forceful enterance and global unity. What are they fighting for? by cindy bottenfield I Need a Heart Of Humbleness Up with no desires, thinkinng about mental illness and my darkest hours; The path of spirtualitality and the mishaps of my english language, hearing on the winds and in the stillnest night and echoeing of silence I'm tired of darkness I search the book and scriptures over 30, 000 to be found where are they at? I plundered the top and found comfort in a few went back to look for a 102 I can buy the book of bee, read from my bible the codex sinatacitacus and symmychus too the chains that made me a slave and make me sane again I can not bring salvation too much heart I sure am this What can I do I need a heart of humbleness and Jesus too. by cindy bottenfield Not Perfect As I was sitting here after you left to go home I thought of the hotel and I wanted to buy And I thought of the little girl shot in the eye In Syria where things seem to get worse I do not understand why I'm glad I ' m in my house tonight and in this land I want to say things in life cause cause pain and sufferring And I thought of the tablets of Venus mythes to follow Philosophies, sciences, politics, religions and the world, the future of the past and the present When history gets written and someone dies thats a victim of fighting and government uprise she died On today when I think of human kind and peace Somebody should do something about all this fighting, protesting and dieing The innocence of the child. I think of mine before I go to sleep. by cindy bottenfield Mind Illness Conversations in my head Cindy are you listening? Yeah I heard every word you said early in the morning meds come on When the birds were singing And they fly so sweetly in the sky When my nurse first came by I dremt of terrorized before she was knocked on my bed sleep in the front on the floor My nurse mumbles words in her brain I hear her words am I sane? Her escense fills my nose Is it hullicinations Im wondering if I should let you know Words on the cd play and fill the air when songs sung are heard only started talk to me Theres so many voices I'm threw I am thinking I have an annoyance - its just me. It ' s my choice? My body use to be a pin cushion I'm sorry for all this crazy pushin for salvation My mom quit sewing Without Jesus Iv'e come to the conclusion 666 can not be fixed And I can not bring Jesus to me Predestination for somebodies soul and eternal hope for Gods kingdom and the fear of hell I can not help myself. by cindy bottenfield The Madhya and Asteroids Asteroids or the solar sun in the middle of the globe. Islam will stay on earth before the day of the judgment. beside of Jesus.Some of the signs include there a lunar and solar ecipse in the month of Ramadam, there will be a luminous tail in the sky or a comet from the east. There will be a raising of the black standard. Glenn Beck talks about establishing the caliphate and doing this with the uprise of the citizens of the government turnover. But I do not know what it means. Maybe it's something to think about, Could we be striving for are end? And creating a self prohecy? In other words, we bring the disaster on areselves? But there is global unease with stock markets and are political parties. There is no time to worry about God. And fighting a war that's HOLY. Should not the markets have done well today? What's the answer behind that? It will take time to heal and recover when we have outsourced jobs. And maybe before. IM not familiar with it. I could not say but it will be interesting to watch. by cindy bottenfield A Wish The moon was out of tonight and I was wondering. And we only got dropps. And what the shoppers at Walmart thought when they are in the store. And wishes or. Nick but if they would have sure there would have been a snow in the sky. And on xmas morning when there gifts and the spirit Gods magical kingdom reighns. Just a wish. bby cindy bottenfield I Missed Church Today The church bells rang as I went about my bussiness ignoring the sounds of the echoeing chimes throughout the city. of my hometown. I overslept not setting my alarm. Becuae I did not want to deal with God or his pew filled church. All the things I learned forgotten as I wondered where my redeemer was and if rushing thru the doors of the great assembly. In the community and does the sword of Moses fit in with my schedule of searching? It does not take long the preachers are certain to convey lectures and sermons on how the glory of America has been seen brighter days and faults of the Islamic Rulers and Nations. Having thought of Buddha and the wisdom. IN studying am I wrong? These are just the major religions. I said a prayer today. If your real. I missed church today. And I doubt it. by cindy bottenfield Copper Pennies Copper Pennies Add up In my old blue jeans and bear cup Push thru the gates, shine the bells Toss them in the wishing well Skulls deep in the boughs of the oceans Cementarys cloaked sins Makes a crazed sane The beaten fruit of Jesus shame Because it was a favor, who's to blame? Colored houses, locked doors, castle towers, gold floors, monk prayers, i'm alone Copper Pennies Flowered Alters Flowered Alters, diamond spirts Where are they at to call? Kneel down to the shinning lights facing a wall Jeckyl and Hydes Lullaby Worship a God I'm distruaght, tears on an alter I cry Flowered Alters Written spirits Where are they at to read? Kneel down to the words of the dove I'm trying to break free Flowered Alters Waters Spirits Where are the Streams Kneel down to Oceans of Gods by cindy bottenfield The world is gray The world is gray And there is lots of people There is no sun Angels talk softly In my other ear "I do not know what to say" by cindy bottenfield by cindy bottenfield