Slowly, quietly I walk along the path
The winds and curves are treacherous
Stones and rocks stand out to trip
But finding soft ground
I tread the gentle path
For the entire world can be seen
In this winding way
My own living way, my lifelong path.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I feel life
I feel the ebb moving on
Moving ahead
Thru from the past
To the edge of all being.
Stopping there
Somewhere in the future
Blocking none
Holding nothing back
moving on
Always, always right on track.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
How do I know, know what to do
How do I know
Please tell me the path
The best way
The right things to do.
I’m not alone, can’t be alone
For everything, all that I know
I know you’ve told me
Everything
I’ve needed to know to do.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
What has happened?
What will be today?
No one telling’
Just moving, moving on their way.
Couldn’t hear directions
Couldn’t see the way
Couldn’t, couldn’t remember my journey
From that other day.
Must trust the Master
Must believe, believe he’ll guide me
On this that is
My journey’s way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Everything
Doesn’t seem
What its suppose to be
Everything is chaotic, messy
Heading
For a catastrophe.
Now
I come on the scene
And what is my job
My destiny
To clean up this mess
Straighten out this disastrophe?
Or
To be just happy
Just me
And the chaos, messy
Will settle
Be what its suppose to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Snow falls silently down
Snowploughs roar
Spreading sand, salt
Across roads far around.
Oblivious birds sit in trees
Hunkered down
A fox yips, a crow cries
All says
A winter’s day is on the rise.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I do remember
Your loving grace
The innocent smile upon your face
Your strong embrace.
I do remember
Shelter in a troubled world
Your ability of slowing down
A hectic pace.
I do remember
A simple kind gesture
Sweetness on your face
A peaceful existence.
All this I do
I do remember.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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
Where are we going?
How long will we stay?
Are our friends coming with us?
Is our life in disarray?
No answer to these questions
No words will make the wrong okay
All I can do is wonder
Cause tomorrow will bring answers
I’m asking for today.
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Slowly hearing
My heart beats soft
Taking in the beauty
Beneath, within
And
Aloft.
No words spoken
No words need said
For all is explained
In a beat so soft
Inside
Instead.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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