Sunday, December 27, 2009

"Muse"

I am tired and tranquil
The mysterious night awaits
My dreams so far undreamed
Have a bright and watchful eye;
Here is where I'll lie,
On a hill beneath the sky

I muse; the stars overhead
Would make a better bed,
If they'd receive me up in arm
With a fiery golden charm,
And allow me lie there still
Above my little hill,
And above the sleep that tends
My family and friends.

Safe within their keep
I would lie in peaceful sleep.
And as time below me brings
One thousand terrible things,
And death quietly lays hold,
Of both the young and old,
I'd lie in dreamless sleep;
As in a graveyard burried deep
And my only fear to test
Would be to fall from Heaven's nest.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

"Bright as a Leaf of Light in a Dark Forest"

In the forest of another night
I'll climb another tree,
And I'll see your leaf of light
And it is all I'll see.

Soft, quiet, still, and awake
You'll fall on my eyelids bare,
And with my heart, I'll reach to take
But with it I'll only tear.

Surely you'll be lost once more
I won't come find you when,
You pass through the secret door
And call me again and again.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

"Riverbed"

Lead me to the riverbed,
Where I may be washed clean again
Where I may pass the angel's sword
My light, my guid, my love, my Lord

Lead me to the riverbed,
Where once I beheld a golden head
Where You swore, a candle bright,
My love, my Lord, my guide, my light

Lead me to the alters' grace,
Beyond the beauty of a woman's face
Lead me, a beggar, blind and bound
By my will or Yours, allow me to drown

Who will draw me like water from a well?
Who is given to secrets with none to tell?
And who will wash me, a gentle hand
My Lord, my guide, at Thy command?

And all who died shall live again,
They know not where, they know not when
And from this truth I shall not hide,
My Lord, my father, my shepherd, my guide.



Saturday, December 5, 2009

"untitled"

I shall beg your lovely eyes
As surely as a sheep is shorn,
The dark blankets of night will arise
I shall mourn my ability to mourn,

We are spirits trapped in bodies
And we never really die.
With great joy and celebrating,
You leave your body behind.

You're older then I may ever be.
You'll go to a better place
Washed clean in a river of peace,
The thought puts a smile on my face