No hope looms
No way to stay
Near heaven’s breath
All seems lost
Forever
Gone away.
Then storm clouds break
Heavens open, shining bright
All worries lift, they have gone
Now
My soul is heaven bound.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020




My hearts a mess
There is no rest
No peace, no quiet.
Racing, racing on
Racing fast
How will I ever last?
When can I see
Peace
Quiet and dignity?
When will I feel
My heart pump
A slow, soft, quiet thump?
Can’t hold on
Can’t see
How I got here, how to leave.
All I see is
My hearts a mess
There is no rest, that’s all, all I see.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016





