Forward & Then

Simplicity's Rage

I wish lightning would strike
And zap all the bad memories away
I wish the rain would come
And send all the old sadness astray
I wish simplicity would bear
The scars that grew upon fear
And that hope would grow
Where wisdom shattered
And left me in tears

I can hear the seagulls cawing
And crying out for more rain
I remember I once sought goodness
Somewhere among the stains
Children playing
Skipping rope
Making mud pies
Remembering Mom
And clanging milk bottles
On the porch every morn
Baking bread
The wash on the lines
Wind blowing our frolic

We now run in circles
Never meeting our ends
Wondering, or just living
Seeking castles in the sky
Looking back and wishing
Everything would just mend
What is in tomorrow
But hope for what was lost
Yet seldom revived
Through jumping hoops
With no one ever knowing
Things that were misperceived

Skipping rope
Playing games
Wondering
When will the princess let down her hair
Living for the moment
Not much concerned
For what is down that road
Never comprehending
It is a path not lived in hope
Still there is some good to look at
The fruits that multiplied
Looking up to the sky
Fluffy shapes in the clouds

There is little time left
And numbness has set in
How do I clear my mind
From the hints of what has been
All that was done
In childish ignorance
And what is left
Is merely hoping, for hope
Serving our God
Seeking peace to reside
In our hearts
Hoping tomorrow
Brings a new start
Doves flow like one
Flocking towards the son

Jan 27, 04

Beyond Before ~ Rising Above

Something got lost one day
And it is often hard to tell
Why innocence was broken
And child like beauty
Formed a hollow shell
Memories once lived
From very long ago
Within a child’s forlorn confusion
Through the eyes of a tempest
Then the camera shutter closed
Memories were shorn
The sun shone
And the moon rose
Flowers blossomed
And the ocean roared
Yet the scent was not perceived
Trees arched and twisting, budded
The branches, both tender and firm
But still brittle, and lost
Formed fruit, that some how
Instead of growing naturally
Felt the winter breeze
While closed
It became broken, destroying
The natural order of purpose

Water under the bridge
Pain, pain, pain
Forgiven clichés
Whispers of pain
She can't know everything
Sometimes she doesn't know anything
Sometimes she thinks she does
Yet doesn't
Sometimes she forgets
No, she usually forgets
Like a puzzle
With many of the pieces missing
Like a tapestry
A day came
Not so long ago
The sun rose
The camera shutter opened
The memories were reborn
And although
Peace has been weaving it's way
Returning, slowly, gently
Restoring hope
Still the child like storms
Seek the fiery raging
Somewhere among the shadows

Silence endures
Silence spills
Silence speaks
Silence stills
Touched by an angel
Between the realm
Of night and day
Feeling both the fury
And the gentle loving sway
Knowledge gained
And the vine's ripening begins
Eyes shut and opened
Thoughts traversing back
To where they might begin
Seeking lost hope
A way to learn and grow
Yearning to behold
That awesome light
And it's warming glow

A new day has dawned
A new time has formed
And the page is blank
And beckoning
Waiting to be reborn
Yet the child heart lives on
Hiding peaceably somehow
Feeing warm inside the shell
As that wondrous light
Dwells alongside the delicate
And hopeful plight
Visions of a new tree
Begin to grow
New fruit to soon blossom and bud
Alongside a stream
Eagles nest in this awesome wonder
Waiting for the call
That warm and pleasant light
To rise above it all
The unpleasant storms
Lifting the innocent
Back above the fall
Seeking what was lost
Until the birth of undaunted
And untouched shores

Feb 21, 04