Beyond our Dreams Beneath our Pride

Beyond  our dreams beneath our pride

There lies a longing deep inside

A longing we cannot deny

No matter what we do to try

What is this need of which I speak

Where are are the answers that we seek

You have to look inside your heart 

And dare to take yourself apart

Then you will see the truth revealed

The only way you can be healed

The only path for you to take

The only promise left to make 

All the people in your life

Your friends your foes your man or wife

They cannot do this thing for you

To your own self you must be true

 

Marbella to Ronda and back via Istan off road with the Polaris

Watch the YouTube Video Off Road in the Sierra Neves

Margery Mudge Devlen

Many thoughts run through your head

Many thoughts run through your head

Your mind is never still

They say You'll rest when you are dead

You know You never will

For life is for the living fool

So let your dreams take flight

Remember well the golden rule

That you alone are right

No one else can live your life

It's you who has to choose 

A journey full of joy and strife 

Is all you have to lose

Sleep walking towards disaster

Over the past few months I have been getting increasingly concerned about the political rhetoric that is beginning to surround the Private Rented Sector (PRS) and in particular the pressure and influence of Shelter in trying to bring about drastic and disastrous change. I therefore sent an email to Shelter, 

Dear John

Following our email correspondence and subsequent telephone conversation, I am writing to set out my concerns in relation to the recommendations made by Shelter in their policy report 'A Better Deal'

As you know, I am myself a Lettings Agent and for your information I am enclosing a link to my submission to the Governments investigation into the PRS  http://www.publications.parliament.uk/pa/cm201213/cmselect/cmcomloc/writev/953/prs01.htm made in Dec 2012

As you also know I am writing a piece on the PRS for the estate agency trade magazines estate agent today and Lettings agent today and I intend to base my article, at least in part on our dialogue. Read the letter here http://bit.ly/1Gv0h5Q

Written by  Simon Shinerock

Lost In Time we Slowly Dance

Lost in time we slowly dance

The moments pass us by

The world has woken from its trance

And calls us with a sigh

Worlds are spinning round the sun

Who is winning holds the gun

Fate beginning makes us run

All is not sinning when it's done

Life awakens from its rest

Opens up its eyes

Looks but cannot see the test

That there before it lies

Hold my Friend there is a Question

Hold my friend there is a question 

To a riddle I would know

Will you give me your suggestion

Come wander with me where I go

It seems to me that life's a puzzle

All the pieces there to see

But in all the rush and all the bustle

The truth is not revealed to me

So take a minute from your racing

Together we can crack the code

finally see what we are facing

Or if not just share the load

I have no reason to pretend

I have no reason to pretend 

Or wear a mask to hide the truth

I have no thoughts that I must bend

To turn the heads of idle youth

And yet I see the subtle lure

That draws me in to play the game 

At last my boredom has a cure

If I can only take the pain

The drifting smoke the shifting sand

The mirror placed with expert care

The shallow surface of the land

Cannot conceal the dragons lair

So as I wander through the mist

My head still spinning with the lies

I tell myself I will resist

The poison path where beauty dies

As down the Road I boldly Stride

As down the road I boldly stride

My faithful dog walks at my side

There is no need for us to hide

Or bow our heads to mask our pride

For there is much for us to see

The world is large and time is sort

And so we choose to wander free

In life's web we won't be caught

We breathe the air and smell the breeze

Feel the sun and see the view

It's only us we have to please 

As down the road we start anew 

Down long lonely lanes of life I ride

Down long lonely lanes of life I ride

When  something moves me deep inside

Something have I learned beside

To wait the ebbing of the tide

Now I know what I must do

The reason why I'm going through

A puzzle set without a clue

A challenge laid for me and you

The wind is blowing through my hair 

The sun is singing warm and fair

My ears are ringing with the dare

My heart is winging on a prayer