He Comes Near
He comes near
Brought by
Her fears
He comes near
Brought by
His love
He comes near
Brought by
Her response
He comes near
Brought by
His reflection
They come near
Brought by
Their fears
winding a way through the maze surrounding us finding the paths that stories from yesterdays laid down. enjoying the vistas from high grounds and pondering the voids from the depths in darkness.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Labels:
just comes,
lyric poetry,
pebbling,
poetry,
reflection,
writing
Creative Director of ‘The Pebbling Process’, Poet, Writer, Speaker & Consultant
So many wonderful stories lay undisturbed, waiting, in the pebbles along the paths our lives have taken ...
Sunday, August 2, 2009
early morning rain
early morning rain
the clouds above are weeping
...
tender kind tears
...
cleansing
...
gifts
...
I rise
...
a new day
the clouds above are weeping
...
tender kind tears
...
cleansing
...
gifts
...
I rise
...
a new day
Labels:
pebbling,
poetry,
reflection,
writing
Creative Director of ‘The Pebbling Process’, Poet, Writer, Speaker & Consultant
So many wonderful stories lay undisturbed, waiting, in the pebbles along the paths our lives have taken ...
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