You think I sing for joy

You think I sing for joy

When in reality, this song is my lifeline of hope;

Faith’s final stand against the onslaught of despair.

My lips keep moving long since my heart has stopped,

For only in silence will doubt become defeat.

You think I sing for joy

When in reality, this music is my marching song

For trudging on and on through dreary days.

Thirsting for the more abundant life:

Resigned to the rain, yet longing for the sun.

You think I sing for joy

For despite the gloom, guiding stars gleam.

Storms do not last with their overcast,

But as day follows night and season follows season

So comes the calm.

You think I sing for joy

For the depth of the Father’s forgiveness

Is matched only by the width of His love.

And in my weakness,

He is Strong.

You think I sing for joy

I do.

Looking down into the sky...

Looking down into the sky,

What is there to see?

Whisp'ring waves reflecting on

The sunset's reverie.

An amber line of languid clouds

Wrapped in dressing gown;

A flitting flock of feathered friends

Flying – upside down.

Looking down into the sky

What is there to see?
Two startled eyes, some flailing limbs,

And a bobbing Tiffany.

Journey Through the Cosmos

A reply to Journey Through the Heavens. 

Night enfolds a drowsy world

In softest solitude,

Darkness opens on itself,

Infinite heavens revealed.

A thousand silent, twinkling lights

Beckoning through space,

Reach – stretch – grasp a hold

And swing into their midst.

From constellations, loner stars,

To far-flung galaxies,

Wander through the cosmic realm

Adrift yet never lost.

Here a different language speaks:

A language of the soul.

Ancient wisdom reverberates

The music of the spheres.

Entertained by jolly jokes,

Amusing, witty tales,

Revel in the centuries

Of camaraderie.

Catch a comet back to Earth

Whispering, “Adieu.”

Brush the silvery star dust

That lingers in the mind.


written 25 September 2012