So Divine

Seek and you shall find
Heaven, heaven
Oh so divine.

Lose and you are lost
To wander in a quandary
So complex no ending
Will be yours or mine.

But in between
Live a life free and joyful
And the universe will
Come together
To combine, both worlds
So divine.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

Feeling Kind

Feeling kind of useless
Low down far from heaven

Feeling life has passed
I didn’t grasp the pieces
That would have made it heaven

Feeling kind of low
So much I tow
Don’t know when or where
I’ll get to heaven.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

Let There Be An Angel

Let there be an angel, heaven and eternity
Let it all come together
In the midst of living life with certainty
That all is well
When you have an angel, heaven and eternity.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

His Mother Was A Beauty

His mother was a beauty
Stunning so they say
He followed in her footsteps
Most of the way.

Thou modest and frugal
He did manage to pay
Homage to a father
He knew not one day.

A story so tragic
Steeped in deceit
Holds us captive and
Creeps into our psyche
So painful and bleak.

Master of nothing
No goals to achieve
He languished in heaven
Awaiting he hoped
A reprieve.

Whatever happened
To that beauty so fair?
Did she too die in heaven
Or did she just
Send him there?
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Loaded Down With Agony

Loaded down with agony
I push past the entrance
Into hell.
Hope desperately not to dwell
But see the possibility
If I do not undo this awful spell
Stuck down here in my misery
Stuck down here in my hell.

See the light above me
See the stairs lace up from here
Trace the steps back up thru agony
Past the entrance out of here.
Out the gates of Hell into loving
Living memories in a wondrous
Earthly Heaven where there is
No more wretched hell.

Blessed be this living
Please do let me dwell
Here in Heaven
Crushing all sadness
Rising up from awful
Awful hell.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

My Simple, Sad Refrain

 

 

 

My simple, sad refrain
Stills the aching heart
Inflamed with injustice
Done to those that steal
Souls of sadness
Make them real
In songs of gladness
Marked in time of destiny
Out of rhyme.

No thought is given
No time demands
We come to heaven
When out of time.
~ Patrice

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

The World Is Round

The world is round
And  goodness does abound
Stop and listen
Listen to the sound
Of heaven and earth
Here near the depths of existence
I have found.

Don’t be deterred
Be stirred to live
A life of goodness
Here on earth
Where we all find joy
And happiness surrounds us
In a way that is profound.

Listen, listen to the sound
Of happiness as it
clamours to be found.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

I Had A Friend

I had a friend
He was six, I was seven
His house or mine
We played dawn to dusk
Swam in the creek
Or rode a pony
Now that was heaven.

I had a friend
He was six, I was seven.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011