There we are
And come again
Nurturing love
No matter what
Comes round
The bend.
Forsake not love
That has been
Hold on
go beyond
Heart and soul
To skies
Where angels flow.
Love will come
Love will go
Embracing us
With it’s magic glow
Touching lives
With a gentle touch
Not holding on
Way too much.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson
– 2015
Honestly
I don’t know where to be
Honestly
The path is winding way beyond me
Do I follow it?
Do I turn the other way
Seek the horizon there across the bay?
Honestly
Can you tell me?
Sometimes
I don’t know what to say
Or just how I’ll find my way
Sometimes
I just don’t know
That’s when I have to trust
Everything will be alright
Sometimes
Everything will flow
To a place I sometimes know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
There we are
And come again
Nurturing love
No matter what
Comes round
The bend.
Forsake not love
That has been
Hold on
go beyond
Heart and soul
To skies
Where angels flow.
Love will come
Love will go
Embracing us
With it’s magic glow
Touching lives
With a gentle touch
Not holding on
Way too much.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson
– 2015
Behind it all
Stands the Grande.
The one who knows
Watches all flow
The ebb and tide
Of each man.
There the Grande
There he stands.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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