What is the cause? What is the effect?
What does it mean?
For hearts are broken, cities crumble
Crops decay
Lives destroyed.
And
In the midst of this
A sprout pops up, a giggle resonates
Thunder dissipates
Rain clears all filth away.
There is a God
There is a life
We will not disappear.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Content is what I feel
I’ll savour, taste, immerse myself in this
Then if it dissipates and the world
Around me is hellish
I can recall these feelings of contentment
Carrying me over any rough road
On this my path to glory.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Slowly, softly the fog dissipates
Leaving beneath me
A breathtaking land of
Oh so much rare beauty.
In this grand, lovely land
Is a dream where I could exist
Bringing to my life a magic
I shouldn’t nor can resist.
Come join me there
In this wonderland I love
Come be part of a world where
All is filled with wondrous love.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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