Flowing Into One Another … Your Love

Oh I prayed and thought you didn’t hear, my Shepherd so dear;
So I screamed and fell, yet you still felt so very far away.
I cried, lamented, and my very soul was gripped in abject fear;
In oppressive darkness I laid down with my own ending so near.

Ah, do we embrace before ere we touch? Sweet kiss
In the Eye of the Mind before lips ever meet?
Like the oceans and the river and the mountain
Springs, do we flow into one another, fulfilling?

You awakened me from my deathly slumber and enabled me to see;
You moved in the night in heavenly light, and answered my plea;
You opened my eyes, breathing in me life in timeless eternity,
So your Spirit rushes in, and in your love is my only safety.

Ah, shall we laugh and cry like the wind and the rain?
Play like the moonlight across sweet mountain lake?
Shall we belong to each other, both giving and receiving,
Never living apart, no more than branch without tree?


Note: First published in June 2015, now republished due to some renewed interest as well as for the enjoyment (and inspiration?) of new reader-followers. Blessings to one and all!

When Life Makes No Sense

Sometimes my days and nights make no sense at all,
And I find myself beating my head against the wall,
So I cry out and shout into the vacant air in despair,
But this is when I need you to feed my hungry heart

Hold me closer, hold me tight and be my guiding light;
Let me see your face, your eyes and behold your sight,
Because I cannot win this fight; I need all your might!

Sometimes my life seems like some vagabond waste,
And I taste the bitter gall and just run away in haste,
But I have nowhere to go except to you, my Beloved,
So I am crying out to you, trying to reach your bosom

Hold me closer, hold me tight and be my guiding light;
Let me see your face, your eyes and behold your sight,
Because I cannot win this fight; I need all your might!

Papers lay crumpled on the floor,
Loneliness strikes me to the core,
But it’s only you that I truly adore

Hold me closer, hold me tight and be my guiding light;
Let me see your face, your eyes and behold your sight,
Because I cannot win this fight; I need all your might!

Yeah, I need you in this fight; I need all of your might!

Sometimes my days and nights make no sense at all,
And I find myself beating my head against the wall,
So I cry out and shout into the vacant air in despair,
But this is when I need you to feed my hungry heart

You Are Not Alone

We know you can make it through this valley,
That you can escape the darkness of this alley;
Only you doubt in your bout with depression
And repression of the fullest scope of real hope,
But that’s okay because we are here, very near,
And you are dear to us, thus we will not leave
Or forsake you to your burning burden alone;
Oh no! We know what it is like to hike this hill
And hear the shrill noise of fear in every part
Of the heart and feel a gaping hole in the soul,
For we are also children of the night
Who have faced this very same blight,
But we also found the bright light and alive life
To live not rife with pain but the greatest gain!
So we are here, too, to talk and walk with you
And, if you choose, to help you along the way;
You have nothing to lose and you are not alone!

Hello, I Know It’s Late…

When the clock chime told me the time I heard your name,
And I hate to call so late, but understand I had no choice;
I just had to hear your voice, however low, to say ‘hello;’
You see, it’s lonely here and I’d like to be there with you.
Please, can you understand my hand shook as I took the book
To look up your number, even though it was burned on my
Over-churned heart. . . Yes, dear, I know it’s late but fate
Has dealt me a terrible blow, and the sea of snow outside
Feels so bitter cold even in here where I am ~ the coldest
Cold is the cold of being alone ~ and the frost on windows
Has cost me my last tear; can you hear me? Oh, please don’t
Be upset but pity me; in this vast city I just needed to hear
One lovely voice, so I picked up the phone to dial my own trial,
Chancing no answer, but . . . ‘Hello,’ you so kindly spoke,
Knowing it was me, showing compassion; ‘how are you doing
My dear old friend?’ Ah, better now, for somehow hearing you
So clear and true steers my heart aright and renews my spirit.
Oh, I know it’s late, but I just had to hear your sweet voice. . .
You understand, I had no choice but to hear your voice. . .
No choice . . . so, ‘hello, my love; how are you, too?’


Note: Originally published in February 2016, now being republished for the enjoyment of new reader-followers. Blessings to one and all!  

Will You Hear Me When I Cry?

Will you hear me when I cry,
Or will you just pass on by?

Will you see me in distress,
Or will you deny tenderness?

Will you open your heart to me,
Or will you only leave me lonely?

Will you answer when I call,
Or will you just let me fall?

Will you treat me like a person,
Or allow my condition to worsen?

Will you reach out a loving hand,
Or let me drown in this quicksand?

And now here I am, wondering why it is I breathe this breath,
When everything around looks and sounds oddly like my death…

Oh! Will you hear me when I cry,
Or will you merely pass me on by?


Note: Originally published in November 2015, now republished for the consideration of new reader-followers

Hunter Eyes Chasing Face

Like lion I hunt your smiles for miles around,
Stunningly radiant in gradient luminescence,
Salient to the soul, mind deviant, not lenient
To star-starved lover under cover of darkness,
As I hover unseen to discover your hidden den
All to recover what was tossed away and lost
So long ago, but where belongs my heart, this
I know and will show thru wind, rain and snow
No matter how low I must sink below foot-trod
Earth, place of love’s birth, heavenly worth;
Ah! but will you continue to hide, leaving me
With memories to bide my time while I await
Miles of smiles with eyes that chase your face?

Note: First published in February 2016

Dancing With Ten Thousand Faces of Beauty

Amid ten thousand faces of Beauty, and I would choose but one,
One to love, to love me, and bath me in her golden sun;
But the curse laid upon me from my birth, when life had just begun
Forbids sweet charity for the lonely soul so lonely and alone…

So I’ll dance with ten thousand faces of Beauty
For the chance,
Chance to love but one in the wild dance we dance.

One River of Beauty, twisting and turning and ever flowing,
She never changes, despite harsh winds of hatred blowing;
Quickly now her waters, then slowly, dim yet also clear,
Translucent and wholesome yet sinister and oh-so austere….

So I’ll dance with ten thousand faces of Beauty
For the chance,
Chance to love but one in the wild dance we dance.

I would have her lift me up from the very pits of hell,
Awaken me from daemonic spell, ere tolls my funeral bell;
I would have her fly me high into her heavens above,
But below do I live with Beauty, and so starved of love…

So I’ll dance with ten thousand faces of Beauty
For the chance,
Chance to love but one in the wild dance we dance.

What curse laid upon me from my birth, when life had just begun
Forbids sweet charity for my lonely soul so lonely and alone?
Yet never with one to love me, and bath me in her golden sun,
With ten thousand faces of beauty, heart mended and one soul won…

So I’m dancing with these ten thousand faces of Beauty,
Still chancing,
Chancing to love but one in the wild dance we’re dancing.


Note: First published in June 2015

What Have You Lost?

It’s not the same anymore with a broken heart;
I walk and talk with you, and it tears me apart!
Yes there are smiles all the while but so vacant
And I just want to cry because I do know
That day we really did say our ‘goodbye;’
It was an ending without any new beginning
But you made your choice with definite voice
And now you’re left alone to just pretend,
Yet fail to apprehend what you have done;
But perhaps I’m wrong and you’re really strong
And at peace with a new lease on living this life;
Ahh! But then you seem to have cut yourself off
From anyone who ever genuinely cared for you!
O what’ve you lost for the sake of that albatross!
But who am I to say?
. . .
It’s not the same anymore with a broken heart;
I walk and talk with you, and it tears me apart!

Singing Hallelujah

Razor sharp edge cuts clean through the pledge
And alleges love while I lie bloodied on the floor
With the door wide open as an overt invitation
To leave without mention or excessive attention
While you bring white dove to sing ‘hallelujah’

Traveling at the speed of light love takes flight
In dead of night with nowhere to lay my head
But nothing is said about what we once shared
And how we bared our two hearts, part by part
I only know the black crow that sings ‘hallelujah’

And grace sways above me like some mighty tree
And I can see the glow but can’t touch the flow
So low I lay from the blow struck from far below
And I know this is the end and bend in humility
As my soul burns as I learn to sing ‘hallelujah’

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Who Will Peek Beneath Your Hood Of Words?

Always, in every way, every day
You give until you bleed to feed
Your hungry need to be understood
Even beneath your hood of words;
It’s the only means to speak,
To give the world a peek
Into your overflowing soul,
Slowing the rhythm of your heart
To show in part the art of who
You are and what you’ve been
From the start; does anyone listen?
Do they read to fulfill your need?
Yet you open another vein believing
But ne’er receiving what’s beyond
Your conceiving: You’re deceiving
Yourself again, but when you begin
To realize the prize you want
Is beyond you to seize; it’s just
Another disease of the human soul,
Bowl of emptiness…
But you keep trying, lying to your
Heart that you’ll find the better
Part of humanity even among insanity,
And this for your own vanity:
You’re but a grain of beach sand,
Member of the wandering band
Of flesh-and-blood, fresh from
Its own pen marks on otherwise
Blank pages supplied by heavenly
Sages down through the ages, so…
Who will peek beneath your hood
Of words, where birds of self-
Revelation fly before you
Say goodbye after you try
Just one more time, just once more?



Note: Previously published in December 2015, republished due to some renewed interest and also for the enjoyment of new reader-followers. Peace and blessings to all!