May my soul find the secrets
Hidden deep in my heart
May the pleasure never
Ever, ever depart.
May I find justice
For the things unfairly done
And may the sun shine
On all those I love
Each and everyone.
May I find the strength
To stand up straight
And not waiver
In the thoughts
That can make me see
Greatness
Greatness in all of thee.
Yes
May my soul believe
And see
All that is wondrous
In this secret place
Called me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
If I feel my heart weep
My soul cry
Let me be in a place
Where good ones lie.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
In another place, another time
This lady
Was my nursery rhyme.
She held me close, she kept me far
She taught me to believe
In my star.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Sun goes down
Into the evening sky
Leaving the moon to reflect it’s light
Into the water deep and blue
Turning it golden
Blood red too.
All is quiet in the evening sky
Birds ponder the reason why
As the sun now sinks
Beneath the ocean blue
Refreshing itself in waters deep, dark
Purely quiet too
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Heavenly Father
Hear my call
No weeping
Wailing not at all
Sinner I am
Of course you know
I’ll bow down
Ease the flow.
Heavenly Father
Hear my call
I love, I love you
I love you all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
He died today
but really
Tomorrow.
We said
Goodbye
with such
Great sorrow.
No heart
could break
as much
as ours.
We sobbed
and
Sobbed
We knew
there would be
No tomorrow.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
I feel the heaven and the lie
I know the answer I sigh
Nothing is respectful
Nor is it what I need to know
I cry
So I cry.
I see the heaven
I see the ocean’s die
I am part of the earth
Scotched, bleeding dry
That’s why, that’s when
I cry
So I cry
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Hear
The heartache cry
Hear
It’s voice so sad and low
No one else
Can feel it’s loss
Only us
We do know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Will I show you who I am
Will I reveal the face
I know I’ve been?
Will the lines of tomorrow
Be etched
Across my taunt skin?
Will the ones
That happened yesterday
Be still there
In a full or forced grin?
I don’t know the answer
Cause you see
I don’t know who I’ve been.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
It’s time the master said
To live without fear
Without dread
Back to the heart
That rises fine and true
Keeps the soul warm
Surrounding you.
It’s time the master said
Hold your head high
Reach to the sky
Make no one sad
Nor deny
The feelings you feel.
It’s time
It’s time the master said.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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