My Angel

My Angel’s soft and silver wings

appear above my bed

where numberless tears flow.

I feel myself as dead.

“Arise, Dear One”, she speaks to me

“you are not lost – your life will be

better than its ever been”.

She touched my face,

my head begin to spin.

She showed me paths on which I’d walked

from carefree childhood days,

when love and freedom were my play.

Then to my youth and my mistakes,

and times like now

when I feel my heart will surely break.

But,

she showed me how I always healed.

My heart is strong as is my will.

It always turned out better

from the lessons I had learned.

So even though he chose to leave,

my Angel always stays with me,

remaining with me down every road

I ever have or will trod,

reminding me that I belong to God.

Under A Silvery Moon

Please send her someone very soon

She waits, under a silvery moon

For that man sent from a star

One that knows who they both are

Patiently she keeps her watch

Silently keeps him in her thoughts.

If You Couln't Fail

Photo Chaiwat

What would you do

If you knew you ‘d not fail?

Invent something new?

Write a new tale?

Say I love you

To someone at last?

Embrace the future

Get out of the past?

Stop working so hard

Take more time for play?

Go out on a limb

With something to say?

Go on and do it!

You may not succeed,

But not trying at all

Where can that lead?

Eyes Without Disguise

If you would look long and deep in my eyes,

 you’d no longer need to wear your disguise.

Like magnets, whose poles, though apart,

we encircle and gravitate until joined heart to heart.

And more about eyes with no disguise…

I looked in your eyes and I realized

I’ve looked in your windows for thousands of years,

Rejoiced in our happiness and shared many tears.

Over and over I’ve sped through the stars,

each time I’ve found you, I’ve known who you are.

I’ve had you and lost you and found you again,

wandered through lifetimes – worlds without end.

I’ve crossed oceans uncharted, planets unexplored

always to find those eyes I adore.

And though it’s been done time after time,

I’ve loved every moment I’ve called you mine

Too Soon

Too soon came the dawn

Too soon you were gone

Too long I was drawn

Into you

The canvas, too clean

No red and no green

Just blue all around the edges

The black and the white

The day and the night

Are now faded to gray

And all falling away

From the pages

Where I know what it’s like

To merge into white

With the colors all blended together

Seems there is no escape

It must have been fate

Just wanting a change

Doesn’t bring it

Bare Soul



Photo Rob Wiltshire



Is the soul at its best

When it’s bared

Laid open

Exposed

So fragile and vulnerable

So full

So empty

Expectant

Or should it remain concealed

Closed

Like a bud

That drops from the stem

Unwilling to open

And reveal itself

Its beauty hidden

forever

Soul-stice

Winter 2009

Photo Tina Phillips

Soulstice (The Darkest Night of My Life)

We met in the dead of winter

December never felt so warm

Even though those nights were long and dark

Time with you was never enough

They said it was the winter solstice

The longest night of the year

It felt like the shortest nights of my life

When you held me so near

It felt like the middle of summer

With days so hot and bright

Even though it was the winter solstice

those were the shortest nights of my life

That morning that you left me

My heart spilling tears on the floor

I didn’t know I could ever feel this way

I’d never hurt like this before

It felt like the dead of winter

Though it must have been June or July

Even though they called it summer solstice

those were the longest nights of my life

Autumn has come with its equal light

And I’m more balanced too

Living in the past’s just not my style

Still when I think of you….I think

It felt like the dead of winter

Though it must have been June or July

I know it was the summer solstice

But I swear, it was the longest night of my life.