The path
of solitude
brings such
solace
to walk
among
the trees
as they
bloom
with their
baby green
leaves
it feels
like a
surreal
dream
an embrace
that asks
for nothing
and yet
brings
sweet peace,
Solace…
Solace…
Eclipse~
Rivers flow
life grows
life goes
The pain of
a lifetime
in a single
tear drop…
Lost and alone
afloat
adrift on an
ocean
with no name
gazing on a
sunset
wishing for
a life
a love
a way
home…
Renew…
Rebirth…
Reborn…
SPRING…
Sun~
Following the sun
coming undone
numb
find the light
hold on tight
rest weary one
the day is done
repeat
retreat
shine on
ride on
carry on
the light
the night
second sight
always fight
too bright
tears shine
sun shine
blood shines
another day
another way
following the sun
until I’m done…
Eire~
My heart stands in a
faraway land…
Where the air carries the
scent of roses
and the water
tastes sweet.
My soul longs to come home
to the place I belong…
My ancestors left
the land
but the land
never left them…
I dream of this green land
and long for its
embrace~
a place of history and mystery,
poets and song~
My spirit cries to return
in life
but if I shouldn’t
make it
spread my ashes
where the
mountains meet the sea,
somewhere between
Benbulbin and the Slieve~
so that my spirit dances
with the ancestors
for eternity…
Remember
my dear children
your Irish blood
will always run
free…
Shine…
In your hour
of loneliness
In a time
of pain
In those moments
of regret
drowning in tears
broken.
Remember
in time
loneliness passes
pain eases
regret melts
tears dry
We get up
again,
another day
to
Shine…
First Blooms~
the sun stays longer
the nights warming
sounds of life
the longing…
soon
the world is
born again.
It has begun…
Snow Moon~
You rise
you fall
you shine
you shade
Into the shadows
Unto the shining
Wishs made
tears dried
Onto the glowing
then the gloaming…
Dandelion dreams
floating away
hold you like
the light
in the arms
of a noble
tree
Inside
I howl
or perhaps
wimper
into the cold winds
of the
snow moon~
Bloom~
In the ‘dead’
of winter
a flower grows
where did it
come from?
Where did it go?
Remember
in any season
we can bloom~
Mother Nature
teaches us
the ways
of old
if we listen
to our hearts
and our souls
we will know
the way to go
we continue
to grow
we bloom
even as the
winter winds
blow…
Bloom~
The Path~
Lies before me
Is this the way?
Roads not taken
leading back to
unknown paths.
Does it matter
which path
I take
if I believe
the universe
knows the way?
I’ve made my
own path,
following
my heart,
it always
leads the way…
I dream
my dream
of a new path
until then
I’ll keep
walking
till I find
the path
or it
finds me…
