Sleep, At Last
I’ve a digital clock upon my desk;
it keeps ticking seconds away;
must I view a countdown to death;
when I don’t want to know anyway?
Must our devices constantly remind;
that we won’t be here much longer;
telling us all this will be
Sleep, At Last
I’ve a digital clock upon my desk;
it keeps ticking seconds away;
must I view a countdown to death;
when I don’t want to know anyway?
Must our devices constantly remind;
that we won’t be here much longer;
telling us all this will be
I Wish You Love
I wish you sunshine on a cloudy day;
and rain to refresh your drought;
good memories, to come your way;
and faith to replace your doubt.
May all your failures melt in the snow;
may optimism light your path;
God grant you the wisdom to grow;
The Death Of Pain
Many view life as endless opportunity;
all about what we achieve and gain;
from sorrow and sadness we seek immunity;
though ahead, lies a lifetime of pain.
From the first moment each of us is born;
we identify with the beauty of the rose;
within its
The Devil’s Logic
When I was a child; I spoke as a child;
now I’ve become as a man;
transformed into a prodigal gone wild;
my energy of life; began.
I was the picture of a turbulant storm;
much like a tropical depression;
with righteousness; I could not
The Vicarious Life
For many, their own life isn’t enough;
their thoughts must focus on another;
to imagine they’re made of the right stuff;
they must turn to a sister or brother.
Their own life, to them, has no appeal;
they imagine themselves as a star;
wanting to
Love Thy Neighbor
Some act as tho God was asking a favor;
wondering; “Is God speaking to me?”
When He commanded we “love thy neighbor”
we asked, “Who might that neighbor be?”
So devoid of love, we’d become so deluded;
we expected the Master to name names;
wanting to
A Drought Of Love
Fatigue has taken command of my life;
exhaustion within my soul;
since the day death claimed my wife;
my purpose has a new goal.
My mind was given new eyes to see;
sorrows I can no longer bear;
I search for a love to comfort me;
Whence Comes The Morrow
All of us long for another time; or place;
a time and place devoid of all sorrow;
a place filled with love and saving grace;
so we ask: “Whence comes the morrow?”
We live in a time and place of confusion;
believing in the future, instead;