Nothing really happens
Til something moves
Takes control.
Nothing really happens
In the morning bright
Til eyes open
Letting in streaming sunlight.
Nothing really happens
Til words are spoken
From a mouth open
Speaking things we need to know.
Nothing really happens
Til feet move
Heeding the mind’s signals
And control.
Nothing really happens
Til we let Mother Nature
Let nature have the reins
And we let go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Do I do it
Or
Leave it alone?
The question is asked
And
I know
The decision to be made
The answer given
Is
My choice
My choice alone.
Which way
Will I go
Which one will I leave
Leave
All alone?
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Tender is the life
I live.
Tender is the heart
That beats
Kindness to the world.
Tender is the soul
Who knows compassion
Gives.
Yes
Tender is.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
No more
To
Tell
No more
To
See
Moving on
Not
Looking back
Nothing there
Nothing
Of
Quality.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I haven’t been
As close as I should have been
It seems life has dealt me
a heavy load
A load I think I need to carry.
Please, if you could
Let me see where
I can lay down
All that isn’t necessary.
Giving me
The time, the space
To be the one
You need, I need to be
For an blessed eternity.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
We look to do our best
To see the best
And live a life of no unrest.
Sometimes it works
Sometimes we fail.
But in the end
we live, we love
We follow our destiny’s trail.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Secretly
I say the words needed to see
The goodness in bad
The needs needed
To be
Loved and lovingly.
Secretly
I say these words
With
Clarity.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Time bends
Hours drip away
Different
In all places of the world
The universe
Galaxies swirling.
Time bends
Somewhere it’s tomorrow
Today
Is gone
It’s already been.
Then there’s
Yesterday
Can we go back
See it happen, happen
All over again?
Time bends
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I don’t know
I haven’t seen
the truth
The answer to all
That seems so mysterious
But
Serene.
Let me look some more
Let me see
The beauty nestled
In this day
Unfolding gently
Beautiful and pristine.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Do I know you
Have you been
My friend?
Will I know that in times of trouble
I can count on you
Once more, once again?
Questions, answers
I say, ask
Over and over again
Still
I don’t know for certain
You really are
My friend.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
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