Respect, gratitude
All needed
Felt
With a sincere attitude.
Let love hold you safe
Feel secure
In arms
That envelope you.
Know
In the morning
Late at night
You’re not alone.
You have
A saviour, a protector
A guiding light
Holding you.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
When
I feel your presence
When
I stand beside of you
I can’t fail
for
there you’ll be
holding. guiding me
all
the way through.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
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
Voice speaking, crying out
Saying things needed
Feeling all alone
Desperate to know the answer
Seeking to be free
Of ties changing, dragging thee.
Voice may be loud
Sounding almost like a horn
Blowing breath, scattering every way
Or soft and mellow
Holding dreams inside
Being safe, secure today.
Voice crying of things lost and found
Then some stored away
Voice may be laughing, bringing joy
To the day
Holding, hugging souls captured
In the voice’s lilting, loving way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Focus on falling snow
Dropping, falling, drifting
Blow.
Filling cracks in heart and soul
Holding softly footsteps
Traced in falling white.
Moving with
No cares in sight
Blanketed in soften, drifting white.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Let me see the art
Let me see the way
Let no one bar my path
But help me
On my way.
Bask in bright sunlight
See it shines for you
Never veering, always holding
Making all dreams
Come true.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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
Voice speaking, crying out
Saying things needed
Feeling all alone
Desperate to know the answer
Seeking to be free
Of ties changing, dragging thee.
Voice may be loud
Sounding almost like a horn
Blowing breath, scattering every way
Or soft and mellow
Holding dreams inside
Being safe, secure today.
Voice crying of things lost and found
Then some stored away
Voice may be laughing, bringing joy
To the day
Holding, hugging souls captured
In the voice’s lilting, loving way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Focus on falling snow
Dropping, falling, drifting
Blow.
Filling cracks in heart and soul
Holding softly footsteps
Traced in falling white.
Moving with
No cares in sight
Blanketed in soften, drifting white.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Long shadows crease the grass
Modifying bark on a watching tree
As sunlight fights
With the night all day long
Winning only in the morning bright.
Sleep at night
Feel the shadows
Creeping across the grass
Rising up
Holding darkness in it’s grasp.
Your heart is safe
Shadows will see to that.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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