May my soul find the secrets
Hidden deep in my heart
May the pleasure never
Ever, ever depart.
May I find justice
For the things unfairly done
And may the sun shine
On all those I love
Each and everyone.
May I find the strength
To stand up straight
And not waiver
In the thoughts
That can make me see
Greatness
Greatness in all of thee.
Yes
May my soul believe
And see
All that is wondrous
In this secret place
Called me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
All I can know
You have given me.
Nothing is left
Out of my destiny.
No heart pumps
Without a soul,
No mind smiles
Unless they know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
My heart grows old
With stories that are told
Snuggled in a soul
That will never, ever
Grow old.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Deep in the rest of sleep tonight
My soul does dream so vividly
Life is full, time is dear
Honoured by those held so near.
I awaken rested, never knowing
Time has passed
Troubles solved and circumstance
Seems not to be the threat I feared
So horribly.
No one drew or threw a veil
Upon my sight
Just goodness does
And will prevail.
I slumber now in perfect rest
No concern, no distress
Awakening to light cascading down
Upon my life where goodness
Does and will abound.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Sorcerer functioning
Beyond the depths
No one knows nor accepts
The magnificence held
Then released
Because of you
And yes
Because of me.
Sorcerer held to the soul
Grasping, breathing life
Where no one goes
End of nothing
Knows no bounds
Stepping lightly upon the ground
Soaring heavy beneath the skies
Swimming sweaty before my eyes.
Sorcerer functions
Knowing no bounds
Living with us
On hallowed ground.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
When I felt your heart next to mine
When I saw my life and yours intertwined
My soul was full and so sublime
When I was yours and you were mine.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Dear sweet Ursa is about to pass
Her love, her life has been such a large part
Of my life, my heart.
Don’t want her to go, she can’t stay
Her body’s broken
No more run, no more play.
My heart too is broken, shattered apart
Breaking to lose
This loving, loyal little rott.
I must let her go, let her pass
Her heart, her soul shall rest at last
With those already gone, already pasted.
I love you so, so hard to let go
I must, I must but this I know
You’ll live now forever
Deep inside my heart, beside my soul.
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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