No more do I go
To the edge
Oh no, now I leap off
Into the unknown
Accepting everything will be okay
Trusting all
No more to hesitate
No more to wait
Nor stay on the edge
But
Leap, leap off with faith
No dread.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
Courses thru my body
In streams of gratitude
A smile
Upon my face
Honour
The thought dwelling in my mind
For those
That have helped me
Been
So very, very kind.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
No more to see
Nothing left to do
Move on
And be filled with gratitude
For
Your heart is left intact
No breakage
No, nothing like that.
Count your blessings
Be in tune with
The steady march of time
It will take you to a place
You’ll be at peace
Nothing to regret
No, nothing like that.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
I wonder, wonder where
The squirrel at the feeder
Came from.
Where the sun was before
It shone in the sky.
When people thought
That they may fly.
What was said when
The mountains fell.
As a earthquake opened up
And shattered the ground.
I wonder, wonder where
The answers can be found.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Listen to that little voice
That
Speaks inside your head
The soft, gentle sound
That tells
What’s right, what’s wrong.
The one who says
Which path to take
If you should
Go
Not hesitate, not wait.
When you find
The one
You think you love
She’ll tell you
If you need to stay
Or
If you should not walk
But run.
So listen
Listen to that little voice
She knows your heart
She knows
Knows what’s best.
Never lose that
Connection
Never ignore that voice
For
She says the wisest words
There
Inside your head.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
Finches come
Then
They go to their life
All so full.
They flutter, eat
And
Fight amongst themselves
Such a sight
To behold!
Finches
To the feeder
Where I watch them
For
Hours untold.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
It all comes together
It all falls apart
Here I am trying
Trying to keep it together
Nevermore
To be apart.
My duty is explicit
My chores
Cannot be left undone
Not fall apart.
For that’s how life goes
That’s what we must do
Bring it all together
Never
Let it fall apart.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
The sun breaks
over a brown earth
Left as if dead from winter storms
But then
In the midst of all broke
Deemed dead and dying
Is a small green shoot
Emerging
Bringing life
To a winter weary land.
The warm sun gives life
Nurtures
The rising ones
Spring
Has come
As winter retreats
Only
On a later day
To blast
Blow once again.
The sun then rests
Satisfied
she has done her best
Thou
She too
Will be back
Tomorrow
To nurture, bring life
With a warm, radiating
Spring sun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
No more
To be sad or happy
No more to say
Those words
I didn’t want to say.
All is finished
Completed in every way
Now is the time
To be just me
Just me all day.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
When the sky does flow
Across the land
Earth itself will command
All creatures dear
Big or small
To love
To live
Make us be
All one
No matter what voice
We may speak
Or call.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
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