Stomach tied in a knot
Don’t know what is, what’s not
Blessed be the ones
That know their path, their way
No one need show.
Me, is it me alone
Doesn’t know the way
Can’t see the trail
Lost in woods dark and travail
Calling out is of no avail.
Breath in, breath out
Calmly think, think it out
The way is there
The signs will show
Just stop, look, see
Then for sure, you’ll know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
All the world
Wonders why
Why it spins
Falling never
Never calling out
Never stopping
Stopping
Stopping
To wonder why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Sharing thoughts in the quiet of our minds
Touching souls with our hearts on fire
Soothing wounds in the depth
Of things that matter.
Calling out to all that doubt
Pulling them in
To shoulder some of the load
So no one travels a road alone.
Quietly be everything you need to be
Call it ‘Me’
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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