Truth

In your loneliness, know
that in all things;
I am real.
And all that I am
and all that I have
belong to God and you.

Night Spell (unfinished)

Heed the voice in the moonlight
Open your heart and hear
my melody of endless love
and magical enrapture.

Listen when the winter air
is full of ocean breeze.
I'll sing of love and wait for you
midst ancient forest trees.

Then follow the song in starlight
and dance the night with me.
We'll wake in warmth and welcome;
a Sunday Serenity.

Thoughts

Like a song in the distance;
in fragments,
my words come to me.
Silently, I listen
and wait
for their purpose,
rythym and place.

Surrounded, I hear them.
Listening,
my words sing to me.
Wandering, searching
to reach my hand.
From my soul to the page.

Speaking to no one,
in happiness,
hope and shadow;
free to sing and feel
the magic of my song.
I write my thoughts
to no one at all.