Seeing the answer brings
Soft acceptance of everything
No wondering
Or asking anything.
All there in front of me
To embrace or leave behind
It’s nothing.
The answer comes
Bringing with it my heart’s question
About everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Never known where I belong
Seems to me my whole family
Is just wrong.
Why? Why?
Neither does my love’s
Seem willing to embrace
Me strong.
Why? Why?
I don’t know where I belong
Wherever I go
The same seems to apply.
Why? Why?
Am I from another earth?
Do I belong in a time
Gone by?
Can’t say
Don’t know what’s wrong.
Or should I just understand
The world belongs to those
That accept different as they are
Part of the woven web
Is what we are.
We belong, we belong
I now know where it is I belong.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Treacherous, dangerous
Tread lightly and see
Your heart be safe
Arriving in the midst
Of a loving embrace
Tranquil
Secure all to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Cheerful, smile
See life full.
Laughter, kindness
Make it well rounded
Not only full.
Step forward
Embrace the heart felt
Honour you can bestow.
Take it in
And let it go.
Out to the world
Beautiful, marvellous
Bringing us together
Completed, full.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
I have posted this affirmation before but in my life right now
it’s what I need to hear and keep close.
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
We are all looking to make this life as good as we possibly can. Embrace the small, the little things. Enjoy it all and it will be the best.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Yet Again
This is it. This is all
Down to earth
Hear them call
Move about
Hear them shout
This is it, this is all.
No matter that
You can’t believe
There in front of you
You perceive
This is it, this is all.
Embrace it fondly
Hold it close
No second chance
To have a boast
This is it, this is all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Monday morning comes and rises
Bringing with it all surprises
We may expect to see A
But instead are confronted with Z
This is right, this is real
Embrace it all with lots of zeal.
Clouds may thunder, pound and steal
In the end they just heal
Parched earth thirsty for the rain
Pouring down once again
This is right, this is real
Embrace it all with lots of zeal.
Accept what Monday morning brings
To you, be it good or bad
Know it’s come not to make you sad
But grow and thrive
This is right, this is real
Embrace it all from A to zeal.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
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