A few short breaths
Here on earth
Before our life is past
Time flies swiftly
Vaporizing
Make each moment last
Forgiving Day
Losing my grip I stumble and fall
Sink in further to the abyss of the deadliest
Dream
Faltering I open my hands
Allow myself to be swept away in mires of
Dusty clay
Night looms large it’s towering presence
Cowers me
I’ll hide until the unwavering sun ushers in a
Forgiving day.
Deliver Me
On the other side lies an unseen
Day
Beckoning hope and promising
Future
Of stars a-glitter and full moons;
Suns of gold and a whispering morn
Night separates here from there
Dark from light
A freezing winter from fall.
Dreams,
Transport me!
Carry me safely
Hold me tenderly
Deliver me to the other
Side.
Amen
Boxes, little boxes
Lock and strangle us
In this world where all is pain
Find the freedom to be free
I’ve been searching
Scrambling, struggling
Fighting every blinding tree
It has happened, godsend blessing
A perfect fitting form for me
I will not waste, I will not want
I will say thank you and
Amen.
Believe
I have to believe
I have to see
That the future is holding out
All that is good
All that is good for me
I cling and I fall
I swing and after all
I get back up again
Punch me once
Punch me twice
I will – I will overcome.
Crown of Grace
Strangers have a lot to say
Unkind words thrown straight at me
I felt them fly I felt them fall
Right at my feet and there they lay
I just stood calm and let them come
Surveyed the crumbs across my way
I decided there and then
And one by one
To carefully collect them all
From those words thrown at my face
I weaved myself a crown of
Grace.
Stepping Stone
A stone emerged from the water
Smooth as silk and brown as the bark of a weathered oak tree
Water rushed by hurriedly to its destination wherever that might be
Tentatively I stepped forward
One little step
And there I was
Right in the midst of the gushing stream
The earth stood its ground behind me
The other side was too far
But right in front of me, another stone emerged
Calm and smooth and offering somewhere to stand
My own stepping
Stone.
Shield of Strength
I will protect myself
As I would any child or two
I will protect myself
From danger’s harm
From the lion’s den
From the place I find myself
In.
I will protect myself
With my shield of strength.
My Best Self
“Be yourself” I was told
I was being no one else I replied
So I tried and I tried even more
To be less of myself than I could
Oh I tried
It lasted a while, minutes at most
I could be no less of myself
Than the birds in the tree.
Be myself, so I was told.
I will be myself
The best self I can be.
Butterflies and Dreams
I am wonderful, I am and you?
I wish your day is bright and blue
Filled with butterflies
And dreams come true
I am wonderful! I am, and you?
