I cannot wait for dawn to show
From whence the sounds of life doth flow
The darkness of the night will fade
As sunbeams from daylight invade.
The shadows that are left behind
As all the early hours unwind
Do leave with us this lucent sight
Escaping emptiness each night !
There is one thing I’m searching for
To be some place I’ve been before
And feel the warmth of your embrace
The peace of love upon your face.
It’s too late now there’s no time left
As I am here, alone, bereft
I’m sorry that it could not be
Life found an altered destiny !
Oh precious Lamb, You are so sweet
This world is kneeling at Your feet
You are the world’s bright shining Star
All that we hope and dream You are.
The times we knew are fading fast
Have we the stamina to last,
What must we do to prove to You,
Praise God and honor all You do !
I hear the echo of the night
Secede to early morning’s light
Each day begins again anew
The world and I still miss you too.
As time moves on the vision fades
With faces lost in vast parades
While we who here remain behind
Have memories that will remind !
Oh wayward star where have you been
What kind of world are you lost in
The road is slick, the path is steep
Where is the vision that you seek ?
The night is long and lost in dark
While all about is drear and stark
The mist seeps through the window pane
Engendering a new refrain
Oh Lord, be kind, help us to see
Life’s face of virtuosity !
I glance across the roofs and chimney rise
To sight each structure reaching for the skies
Obliquely angled to the morning star
In hope of seeing visions ever far.
A stretch of space that still is waiting there
For anyone who dares to climb the stair
At length to find oneself at heaven’s door
Without the need to dream thus climb no more !
Circuitous is not my style
And never found to be worthwhile
Straight forward is my only choice
That’s where I opt to use my voice
I’ve learned with time that truth still pays
Thank God, it lightens all my days !
As I look out o’er roofs and chimney top
There’s no place I can make my vision stop
That is not brick and mortar all alone
Accompanied by wood or tar or stone.
Now rooftops are a lonely barren place
Lacking enthusiasm to fill our space
They bring no beauty or accommodate
In any way the grace of man to date.
Of course they serve a purpose that’s a must
Saving all from cold, wind, storm, rain or dust
But I would love to look across that span
Envisioning God’s beauty all I can !
Whatever is it that I spy
Is that a rainbow in the sky,
The colors are so crisp and clear
Is it the first for me this year ?
Those seven colors that I see
Bring such great joy to giddy me
Red, orange, yellow, green and blue
Indigo and violet too.
Quite a vision that all may share
I wish that I could fly up there
And touch that rainbow God did paint
To find out if it is or ain’t.
God left His mark there in the sky
Reminding us He does not lie !
I’ve told you about my teddy bear
And all of the dreams we two did share
We’ve spoken of my Raggedy Ann
You know I was her favorite fan.
While my mom and dad who loved me so
Taught me my manners and how to show
Kindness and love to all that I greet
How to keep my faith and be discreet.
From my nana dear who was so wise
And my grandpop with those laughing eyes
I learned that life might be a great joy
If simple respect we would employ.
For whom in this world devoid of hope
Could manage to win or learn to cope
Without the aid of the God we know
And all the angels we’ve met below ?
One cannot hear a single sound
Silence has fallen all around
The world rests in its wrap of white
That covers all we have in sight.
There blinks above no lonely star
Nor other remnant from afar
No steeple bell or chime is heard
None dare to utter any word.
Too many hours the snowflakes fall
In their great haste to cover all
The moon’s been hid by swirling snows
That’s all to see where e’er one goes !
I love the way the snowflakes fall
In their great rush to cover all
They land in heaps about knee high
And keep on swirling from the sky
This place is clouded in pure white
It sure is one dramatic sight.
Just feel the air it’s frosty cold
The snow’s a power to behold
It glitters bright for those who share
The magic and elusive glare.
I sure would love to greet the sun
Assured that soon the cold is done
Though we shall have to wait some more
Before this spring walks through the door !
There are times I rest idly on my bed
While many visions spin around my head
And I am caught in pages of the past
Among those hopes and dreams that did not last.
Now I’m sure hopes are prayers we cannot say
And dreams must keep until a later day
Lose not your faith in all that is to come
This Power we trust is neither blind nor dumb
And all we ask is that we may but share
The smallest bit of our God’s loving care !
The city lights grow dimmer now
They’re hidden by the fog somehow
The mist moves softly through the trees
And cloaks the rustle of the leaves.
I hear a moan that comes and goes
I feel a chill rush to my toes
Too soon the winter will be here
With vestiges of vision drear.
If all the frost and snow arrive
How shall we then keep warmth alive,
We’ll bundle up in winter’s best
Hats, gloves and scarves with padded vest.
Do not lose heart no matter what
We’ll give it all that we have got
The seasons seem to march on by
The years grow wings and lives do fly !
There is a path that each must take before life’s walk is done
A lonely trek devoid of light and only trod by one
It’s filled with fear and saddened thoughts or is that how it seems
For who has not cried in the garden of forgotten dreams ?
I cannot see, I cannot think
My life is trembling on the brink
The world about is crass and crude
The masses live in manner rude.
This is not what God meant for us
He gave us visions glorious
Our lives reflect His hopes and joys
With echoes that His grace employs !
It’s a lonesome road that we tread upon
When the day has done and the night moves on
When the sounds of dark are quiet and still
You may hear the call of a whiporwill.
The forest echoes with the hoot of owls
There’s an anguished cry from the earth’s deep bowels
Like the voice of those who have gone before
And wept for the lack of an open door.
Let’s pray for the vision that we all share
The love of our God full of grace and care !
When I was but a little girl
Each word I learned was like a pearl
Infused with wisdom I would learn
Throughout my life and in my turn.
The words were short and to the point
Have faith in truth don’t disappoint
Trust in the Lord with all your soul
And keep your eye upon the goal !
Now that was very long ago
Things haven’t changed that much you know
Sometimes I wish I weren’t grown
And that my seeds had not all flown
But this is true I can’t deny
God rules my life since I’m knee high !
Sometimes the truth is hard to find
There is so much to rend us blind
How sad that most times we don’t see
That only truth can set us free !
This foggy veil now drifting down
Into the haze that hugs the ground
With winds that shift without a sound
And misty showers all around,
Light spray obscuring each surround
Midst floating clouds with haloes crowned
These are the sights sure to be found
As we melt into God’s playground !
My building reaches for the sky
My windows are an outdoor spy
I’ve never gone up on the roof
It seems too high and quite aloof.
Still I can join the world outside
Without the haste to duck and hide
My neighbors are the birds that sit
Upon the window’s ledge and flit.
They chatter and communicate
Oh such joy if I could translate
But since this wish can never be
I’ll settle for the sights I see !
The fog encases all I see
As snowflakes strive to rapid flee
By tempest tossed chased in their flight
They cloud the sky and dim the light.
How clean and white the ground appears
While buried in God’s frozen tears
This fragile thought has crossed my mind
Perhaps the wind will purpose find
And churn the storms of faith about
Ensuring lives remain devout.
My world seems covered by a frozen glaze
Like frosting dripped upon vanilla cake.
As a small child I stared in awe
At all the beauty that I saw
As each morn spread her fairy wings
Enchanting all with magic things.
Sunrise bled melting rainbows high
Wild colored spectrums in the sky
I’d spot the pictures in the cloud
Some here and there I’d name aloud.
When I was young and in my teens
I’d spied about a thousand scenes
The world was in an awful way
I knew because the skies turned gray.
Sometimes the clouds came rushing past
Above my head with visions vast
Then as the day approached its close
Sunsets glowed purples, plums and rose.
The brilliance faded all away
As night moved in to end the day
I’ve wondered where the color went
When after all the days were spent.
I miss the beauty that we had
It disappeared and left me sad
Today the sky is dull and bleak
And there’s an answer that I seek
Some lesson here that can be taught
Do skies reflect Gods precious thought ?
If love had wings, I then would fly
Into your arms to say goodbye
I’ve no more time to gift to thee
This precious breath that’s left in me.
I close the door and bow my head
Too soon the hour I will be dead
Enough here now to say farewell
With some regrets I need to tell.
Can this life be my last resort
Or shall I gain another port
That waits for me to finish here
Ere I pursue this virtue clear ?
Of all the chains the years have forged I’ve born with charity
One timeless and external torch can light no way for me
And darkens still this foolish path that will not set me free,
Igniting every shallow thought that clouds my destiny.
There is a time that shall impound
The freedom once that I had found
Which must with force my life surround
Until that day my breath’s unbound.
While madness round me all about pursues a course that’s weak
There is no simple answer to the honest end I seek,
Foolish aims that restless be have no mind nor tongue to speak
And bind my heart to olden dreams with courage often meek.
Brief chance has come and too soon passed
To rend my days with currents fast
Faith binds my hopes with vision vast,
Time leads my sight to grace at last.
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Claire V. Bogdanos 