Nothing comes, nothing said
What to do if nothing read?
Pause a bit, regroup and think
What’s important, what will happen?
What would bring you to the brink
Of salvation in your quest of harmony
When to past lives you do regress?
What’s to be?
Will we ever, ever really be free?
Not much said, a little read
So on we go, on we tread.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
My method of approach
Is beyond reproach
As I stagger
To fill the seams
Of a very realistic dream.
May I dip down deep
Within the mound
Of all the thoughts and schemes
I’ve acquired throughout
The travels thereabouts.
In a quest to fulfill
My very realistic dreams.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
I join you in a quest for right
You join me in taking the path that’s right
Together we will make our lives all right.
Blessed be the night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Curl up and sleep
Sleep to rest and be the best
Better than all the rest
Of the magnificent innocents
Conquering their mighty
Quests in their sleep.
Curl up and sleep
To dream.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
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