22 December 2011

The Night Before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas
When we whispered your name,
In hushed tones we spoke
Of the man you became.

The angels they came
A heavenly melody played
To shepherds who watched
Awe in their gaze.

The wise men followed
A star bright as day
To a lowly manger
In a place far away.

The mood was somber
At Herod’s that day
A prophecy threatened
His life and his reign.

A King was born
In a stable filled with hay,
Many moons later
He died for our sakes.

Still, the night before Christmas,
Sweet melodies play
The story of your destiny,
Glory be Thy name.

25 November 2011

The Journey – Part IV: Peace and Goodwill

I surge ahead on a path of clarity,
Form a relationship of fragile parity,
Between twin souls – darkness, light,
Peace and goodwill, the gifts of sight.

19 November 2011

The Journey – Part III: Surrender

I surrender to the storm within,
A force of nature to reckon with,
I surrender while I’m alive still,
Lest I forget both reason and will.

16 November 2011

The Journey – Part II: Inner Dream

I drift on cloudy thoughts and dreams,
On memories that shift at the seams,
I see a void – transient, deep,
Venture in through the fissures of sleep.

14 November 2011

The Journey – Part I: Turmoil

I toss and turn as darkness falls,
No cloaks of comfort to recall,
I toss and turn on stormy seas,
Inner wisdom just out of reach.

18 October 2011

Gypsy Moon

I stand beneath the gypsy moon
Blood red, the tryst
Of ages come.

A nightingale breaks into song
Wistful melody, crimes

They came out of a forest dream
Jaguar stealth, scent
On the breeze.

I waited, frozen by the night
Haunted, memories
Float on by.

Just for a heartbeat
The world – it stilled
Lilies bowed
To a higher will.

Beneath the crimson gypsy moon
A snowdrop glistened
Virgin bloom.