Believe

Then I heard the calling voice say

Believe in yourself, believe today
Believing is the only way.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

May

May
Your heart be full of joy
Your words convey pleasure
Your eyes see pure beauty
Your ears believe.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

The Winds Of Change Are Changing

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The winds of change are changing
The known is not here
We all believe in the future
We all want it to be right here.

The winds of change are changing
Bringing the future back to here
Everything we’re holding
Everything so oh so dear
Will soon be far, far in the rear.

The winds of change are changing
The present soon too, far in the rear
The future before us
Hold it close, hold it dear but
Never forget those we cherish
They’re now in the rear.
~ Patrice    

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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May My Soul Find The Secrets

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May my soul find the secrets
Hidden deep in my heart
May the pleasure never
Ever, ever depart.

May I find justice
For the things unfairly done
And may the sun shine
On all those I love
Each and everyone.

May I find the strength
To stand up straight
And not waiver
In the thoughts
That can make me see
Greatness
Greatness in all of thee.

Yes
May my soul believe
And see
All that is wondrous
In this secret place
Called me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Tenderly

Tenderly, I think of you
For the world was right
When I could hold you
With no forsaken thoughts
On my mind
As we laughed and talked
And oh so tender
Were those thoughts.

Tenderly, I think of you
You were my world
You gave me life
You showed me how
To navigate throughout
Any cursed strife
To hold on, to believe
For you gave me love
Tenderly.
~ Patrice

© Patrie Clarkson – 2016

Sorted, Scared

Sorted, scared
Wondering just what happened.

Foggy, blurred
Can’t conceive what I heard.

Mastering, believing
Seeing there is a way.

Still, can’t function
Can’t believe this day.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson 2014

I Wonder What Would Happen

 

I wonder what would happen
If my heart was not whole
But fractured in many pieces
Full of anguish holes.

Would I cry?
I wonder would I die?
Would I be no more?
Can’t help but wonder
Some more.

Or would I mend that heartache
Filling the anguish with love instead
That’s what I would do
I don’t need to wonder or dread.

Now I do wonder
What would become of you?
Would you believe
And come down this happy road
Accompanying me?
~ Patrice 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014