Posts Tagged ‘darkest night’

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My Guiding Light

August 2, 2022
My Guiding Light ~ Watercolour Art by Patrice

In the midst of the darkest night 
you are my guiding light 

With the bright beam of morning day 
you show me my way 

You give me life 

You save my soul 

I feel you 

You are
my ever present guiding light. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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The Unholy Light

September 14, 2021
The Unholy Light ~ Photo by Patrice

We have seen the unholy light 
Glaring red on the darkest night 
No reprieve, no delight 
Misery, forgotten mercy 
No saviour
Til the morning light. 

Then there, the beauty unfolds 
It’s saving grace holds 
Helping those
Lost, misplaced 
Keeping safe, shielding life 
Protecting all that see 
Her holy light 

We have seen the unholy light 
We have gone beyond it’s fierce grip
To bask in love all the loving day 
Protected
Throughout the darkest night 
Til rising, morning light. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

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Hold Me Close, Hold Me Tight

July 7, 2021
Hold Me Close, Hold Me Tight ~ Photo by Patrice

Hold me close, hold me tight 
thru the long day
into the darkest
darkest night. 

Let no one come to harm 
me or mine 
let the world turn quietly 
without any
any crime. 

This I pray, this I wish 
that you hold me close 
hold me tight
with all your gentle
gentle might. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

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Hold Me Close

May 19, 2021
Hold Me Close ~ Watercolour Painting by Patrice

Hold me close, hold me tight 
Let me feel secure 
Throughout the darkest night. 

Let my tears disappear 
Feel safe in a land
Vacant of fury, anger  
And awful, awful fear. 

Hold me close, hold me tight 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

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Hold Me Close, Hold Me Tight

September 30, 2020

Hold Me Close, Hold Me Tight ~ Watercolour & Pencil Art by Patrice

Hold me close, hold me tight
keep the light on
throughout
the darkest night.

Let no one say the words
that cut the heart
no matter
all its great might.

Keep me safe, keep me on
the path that’s right
then and only then my world will turn
and be alright.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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When I Was Lost

August 7, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Costa Rican Sunrise ~ Photo by Patrice

When I was lost, nowhere to go
She was there
This I know.

Holding still
Sitting quietly next to me
Not on a chair
But a presence
I could feel, I could not see.

Quietly she spoke
Her hand reaching out
Caressing my spirit, my soul
This being called
Me.

She told of things
That would be
She told me I would succeed
She told me, she told me
Everything.

Her voice so calm
Her touch so light
Her presence it could light
The darkest night.

An angel perhaps
A passing soul, who knows
But by my side
She lived, she stayed
She goes.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Now

March 20, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Great Danes from Purina's Hall of Fame ~ Watercolour by Patrice

Wandering now
Where I’ve never been

Seeking now
Things I’ve won’t begin

Leaving now
Thoughts I shouldn’t have held so tight

Gone now
From the darkest night

Flowing now
On a path not so straight

Holding now
Promise as I go to the light.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Begging For The Answer

November 26, 2019

Face Study ~ Illustration by Patrice

Begging for the answer
Looking for the right
To make my life a difference
Far, far into the brightest day
The darkest night.

No one will answer
Justify or let it go
Me alone will climb
The altar’s steps
Me alone will be the one
To know.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Don’t Be Bitter Or Angry

June 22, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Don’t be bitter or angry
Just be happy and gay.

Don’t let them get you down
With their toxic chatter
Even in the darkest night
There always will be a guiding light.

Dance a light step down the pathway
Smile, laugh hysterically with delight
Being happy and gay
If only tonight.
~ Patrice

Wolverine ~ art by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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When I Was Lost

August 24, 2016

Costa Rican Sunrise ~ Photo by Patrice

When I was lost, nowhere to go
She was there
This I know.

Holding still
Sitting quietly next to me
Not on a chair
But a presence
I could feel, I could not see.

Quietly she spoke
Her hand reaching out
Caressing my spirit, my soul
This being called
Me.

She told of things
That would be
She told me I would succeed
She told me, she told me
Everything.

Her voice so calm
Her touch so light
Her presence it could light
The darkest night.

An angel perhaps
A passing soul, who knows
But by my side
She lived, she stayed
She goes.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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