Secrets are kept hidden in the dark
Secreted away in the back of the mind
Never to be revealed to the morning sun
Or voiced
In the depth of the darkest night.
To the grave they are taken
To the grave they will go
Eternity will keep them secret
No one
No one will ever know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Beauty is what I behold
When looking out
Onto the board expanse
Nothing but beauty to behold.
My eyes see fields, meadows
Hills and lovely valleys
Where creatures big and small
Live, loving all.
As I lay my head down tonight
I’ll once again
Behold these images of beauty
In vivid dreams throughout
This, my sleeping night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Functioning on a level
That will succeed
No need to look back
Nor to the side
For me.
Forward is the way
To go
Bringing with me
Those I love
And most of all
I need.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
No one speaks
No one says
The words that will condemn
The dead
To a life lived in after death
Of misery. anger
No justice.
Instead hands hold out
Gentle love
Make the world a happy place
Make the universe
A living, breathing
Wondrous space.
Where hearts are held
Close with care
No one dies
They live forever
In our hearts
In a heaven
Made right here.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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
Let me know your answer
Way before the question’s asked
Know the infinite
Hasn’t questioned, hasn’t asked
For she already knows
She has made it come to pass.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Hold heaven up tonight
See
The sparkle in
The dark night light
Follow
A shooting star
Race
Across the sky
Know
Heaven exists there
And
Within you and I.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Looking forward, looking back
Living in the present
Trying to keep on track.
No breath is taken lightly
No heartache will
Keep me back.
Living on the precipice
Yet staying on
That beaten path.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Healthy and whole
I face the day
Grateful for everything
That has come my way.
No turmoil, no destitute
Just the rising sun’s
Rays
Warming all the land.
And grasses waving
Hello
In the meadow
Where they stand.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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