Wondrous

I’ve heard, I have seen
Things so wondrous
Just can’t believe.

Trees growing
living being coming to life
in the spring
bearing fruit summer
in between falls to winter
when they seem to be
sleeping.

One wonder to behold
to be seen
may be ordinary
but
if you stop, look and listen
miraculous it will become
wondrous it will seem.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

Not Alone

Can’t believe I’m not alone
For there at my side
A presence stays
While I live, work, love, play
And some day, die.

Not alone, never to be
My journey directed
Choreographer, just for me.

I am loved no matter what
I have a place to stand
My back protected
My heart in loving hands.

My protector, confidant, spirit guide
May be those
Who have already lived
And now, have died.

Not that I care from where
They come
Just to feel that presence
At my side.

Will make my road
Smoother, a joy to live
Oh, such a ride!
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018