You are on my journey
I’m on your path
The way, it wanders but I can see
There is no more wrath.
Quiet acceptance
Honouring you, honouring me
Moving on into each our destinys.
I am on your path
You are on my road
We pass by smiling full with love
Wondering what life does hold.
Bide your time
I’ll let it be
A wondrous world spreading out
In front of thee.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
The light comes thru
Just a crack
Lighting all that has been
Black
Giving hope, strength
On it’s lighting way.
The more you see
The more it spreads
Bringing salvation to those
That had no destiny
Only dread.
Just one spark of light
Can spread and fill
The dark of night full of
Happiness
And most of all
Delight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
The method is exquisite
The outcome unpredictable
But that is the thrill of life
Live it.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
I have not heard of this
I have not been this
I will not ever become this
I know not what this is.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
So many commitments lost
So many not fulfilled
Looking at myself
In disgust
For not being where I should.
So many changes
Were not mine.
Life goes on but in the meantime
Let me be the person
I should and want to be
Not losing anything that is dear
And right now lost to me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
I said to my dog
“You are the Best person I know.”
She replied
“But I am a dog?”
I said back to her
“You are the Best person I know.”
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
My heart sends the word
To those that want to be
Free and deep dark
In the sea of cordial ecstasy.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
A doormat I will no longer be
Steeped in anger where
Frustration does abound
This is the time to stand
Stand my ground.
Let no one push
Push me around
No need to fight bicker or respite
Just nicely say
No, this is not the way.
I won’t be intimidated anymore
Today or any other day
A doormat no longer will I be
This is the stand that’s going to see
The nice and happy no doormat me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Beauty beautiful is what I see
Spread all about, all about of me
The sun it shines, birds fly and
Mighty, fluffy clouds float by.
Yes, there’s beauty in the sky
The forest and even in my uncut lawn
To get up in the morning and see
Beauty, beauty all around of me
It is oh so beauty
Beauty, beautiful profound.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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