Deep in my sleep I hear the sound
Of raindrops falling on the ground
I raise the window open wide
Inviting some to fall inside.
I cannot stay here on my bed
I need to find my senses fed
By the sweet voice of gentle rain
That echoes here within my brain
And carries on its fragrant breath
The power both of life and death.
Of all the stars that shine at night
This pulsing orb shone ever bright
So far away that’s where you are
How vast is that, oh distant star ?
I’d often thought when older grown
That stars were made of ancient stone
No soul that lives will ever breach
The journey there, too far to reach.
I’d like to trust that I may grow
In times of peace not those of woe
Too high upon some mountain peak
Convene with angels as they speak.
Aware that I am not alone
Keep to the path with end unknown
Assured that God will still be there
To light my way no matter where !
I looked out o’er my roof today
And caught the wind and leaves at play
They pranced about in tribal dance
I could not help avert my glance.
A crescent moon hung in the sky
Leftover from sleeptime gone by
There glowing in the early light
Late vestige of the fleeing night.
How strange to note natures reply
That sun and moon can share the sky
Great wonder that this truth may be
Strong lesson for both you and me !
I’m thankful that each time I rise
This world of mine exudes surprise
Or should I make my way to sleep
The grandeur shown is mine to keep.
I’m grateful that I have this choice
And eagerness to lift my voice,
Skies overhead will shimmer bright
While clouds may hide the eye of night.
The sun and moon remain the same
The nighttime stars retain their name
The breezes sing and wave and call
The seas about us rise and fall.
The oceans all will ebb and flow
The winters winds will rage and blow
Magnificence one cannot buy
God rules our earth and air and sky !
I feel bereft and left alone
My limbs are heavy, made of stone
My strength is gone, I’m lost in space
My mind seems weary, out of pace.
I won’t contend with simple things
I know not what tomorrow brings
I’ve floundered for the umpteenth time
I’m sure my life’s long past it’s prime.
But I will rise above this strife
I need no piper, drum and fife
I often think I’ve lived too long
I’ve had my chance, I’ve sung my song.
The time has come to turn the page
Let other players take the stage
To finish all the plans life made
That they may find their accolade.
The umber leaves loosed at last slowly filter to the ground
Upon the myriad of others drifting all around
To end their airborne voyage in a frantic heap
And hopefully accumulate before they go to sleep.
Shades of raw sienna, a flash of yellow here and there
Fringed and spotted overall sadly needing much repair
These colors from the palette that are pleasing to the eye
Come just before the fading leaves disintegrate and die.
And here we are among the passersby with great intent
Observing natures pattern as to how her magic’s spent
I do not know the reason and I cannot name the cause
But I’m convinced that only God deserves all the applause !
My heart feels tight, my brain is numb
I cannot speak, I’m overcome
The winds rush by, I feel confined
It seems as though I’ve lost my mind !
The weather breaks, the dawn’s arrived
The sun is here, my world survived
The storm has passed, we’ll be okay
And guaranteed another day.
There’s passion in all natures schemes
Some are nightmares but some are dreams !
I never argue with my fate
I don’t complain if someone’s late
For time is such a fragile gauge,
The role it plays upon the stage
Is cumbersome to say the least
Engendering the angry beast
Who rages out against the ways
That bind us up and steal our days.
But time appears to seek no end
It knows no hero nor a friend
And ticks away along our path
Through times of peace and times of wrath.
‘Tis foolish thinking that we can
Alter our lives to fit the plan
This cannot be for all our days
Would better be we mend our ways,
Accept that God’s role is sublime
As He’s the Author of all time.
I’d like to be a pachyderm with trunk so ever long
Or if I was a nightingale I’d woo you with my song
And if I were a camel I might cross the desert wide
But if I was a pony I could give each child a ride.
Now if I were a seagull I might fish upon the beach
Or if I were an eagle on a treetop I would screech
Yet if I were an owl I might just be the wisest bird
But most of all my wish is that each prayer I’ve said is heard !
I love you Lord, you have my heart
Without Your name my day won’t start
Each one is Yours as is each hour
With no God there is no power.
I find myself in cautious awe
I hope to learn what my help’s for,
To praise Your name and do Your will
I’ve made mistakes, You love me still.
I comprehend that we may be
Together for eternity !
I took a walk just yesterday
And watched the wind and leaves at play
I thought how simple it must be
To be the wind and know you’re free.
I thought about the drifting leaves
Somersaulting through the trees
And oh what visions you will find
As with the breeze you twist and wind.
Your voyage ends upon the ground
Is this Paradise you have found ?
I’d often thought when I was young
Of all the songs that children sung
As in the morn they’d skip to school
And chant about the golden rule.
These songs were full of magic things
And bursting with imaginings,
Like fairy wings, angelic bells
And pirates gold that time foretells !
A scary bit ’bout Halloween
And “little” folk we have not seen
Or frogs that speak and brooms that fly
A dish and spoon that dance on high !
Oh, how much fun childhood has seen
One might pretend to be a queen
And I could wish for one more chance
To meet my prince and find romance !
I find myself alone at last
The victim of this stormy blast
That brewed unseen for hours long
And raged with wind both wild and strong
It now appears it’s blown away
And will return some other day !
In this house beside the road along the waters edge
I chose to make my final home vowing this my pledge
How could I know time would show the weakness of my dream
Though we may plan for lifetimes there is another scheme
When nature vows she’ll have her way there’s no chance to win.
The violent gales did blow and sway, trees came crashing in,
That ugly storm had a name that I recall, Eileen
It happened so long ago and now appears obscene.
Since that day I’ve learned one thing I never will forget
You cannot build futures without moments of regret.
Can you imagine how the wind sounds rushing round the bend
Just as though it’s crashing into crystal waves at the end
Don’t you love the pelting beat as the droplets hit the ground
Mid the crushing band of gusts, winds that echo and resound ?
All the noises nature makes with her choral of display
Leaving remnants on the ground, puddles in which children play.
Thus the season slithers by leaving us with quite a mess
But a treasure gladly found, it’s been fun we must confess !
God is like the parent we all wish that we could be
He follows all our doings with sensitivity
And heals our damaged hearts with His loving faithful care
Teaching us hope and reason when we’ve learned how to share,
Like an earthly Father sometimes getting in the way
As He helps to save us from our problems day to day.
We must try to shadow all His footsteps if we can
Comprehending His true wisdom with the mind of man !
What job is there that we must do
Before our turn in life is through ?
A gentle thought a kindly word
No anger sought no plea unheard
One simple wish to understand
Be there to lend a helping hand.
Remember that we’re all the same
Except in color, size and name.
But underneath we bleed alike
From head of state to smallest tyke !
A gusty wind has caught my breath
Acknowledging that summers death
Arrived too soon without reserve
Denying us time we deserved
To help prepare for autumns call
And all the chill that comes with fall.
We’ll winter through until the spring
When once again each bird will sing
And bulbs that slept the seasons through
Will waken with their golden hue
To sprout their shoots and pierce the ground
Displaying earths great beauty found.
Persephone may reappear
To bring us summer joy and cheer
Though we must wait appointed days
Ere we will feel those warming rays,
There dwells within the cycles ring
The blessings that Gods care does bring !
Somewhere it was a long time ago
I gave my heart away
When did that occur I do not know
It feels like yesterday.
I have never found another love
I’m sure I never will
My life is yours like the stars above
I’ll ever love you still !
I thought my heart would melt away
I stood and watched it die today
I never dreamt I’d feel this sad
I’ve sacrificed the love I had.
I stood aside took second place
And spoke with God to seek some space
I tried the best that I knew how
That it would turn out right for now
I trusted God and queried why
I cannot give love one last try !
One little bird sang out to me
Seems like he’d simply lost his way
His song held promises we’d be
Old friends who met that special day.
I hoped that he would come to know
I’d thought of him as Gods sweet sign
That heaven had sent down to show
How everything would turn out fine.
I miss dear bird now I am grown
It feels like it was yesterday
I’m sure because my cares have flown
And carried all my fears away !
It would be sad if I should wake
To find my life one great mistake
The road I took was meek and mild
I trusted God, I am His child
I sought His love and gentle care
I chose His way to learn and share
I never thought that I should doubt
What His wisdom was all about
Now that I’m sure that I was right
I’ll see no fear in day or night.
A simple man rose up one day
And felt he had just cause to say
A thank you for his every need
To God above who gave him heed
With blessed morn and evening star
Safe path to walk both near and far
The sense to think and hear and see
Deep gratitude that he is free
And pride of nation as he prays
For God to bless his future days.
Small matter what great deeds men do
With actions witnessed by the few
Who dying fall by roadside bend
Await the words of passing friend
Or stranger who without a cause
Did notice and took time to pause
And comment in a feeling way
About what happened on that day
And that is how the story grows
Turning lads into folk heroes !
The world is drowning in distress
I know you’ve heard it’s S. O. S.
Their cries get lost in foolish things
Like selfishness vain glory brings
While on their lips all stained with lies
These wanton ones, Gods will defies
They carry on with true remiss
There seems no way we can dismiss
Horrendous waste that they sustain
Until we’ve learned to trust our brain !
While echoes of my words seem overdue
Some whispers of my thoughts keep pushing through !
These are the dreams that we’ve forgot
They’ll linger long or tarry not
Because we are all that we’ve got
This is our goal, our life, our lot !
Forgotten things you’ve left behind,
Footsteps in sand as days unwind,
A trail of tears that time may find,
The scent of air amidst the pine.
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Claire V. Bogdanos 