What Crosses My Mind

  • God’s Grace

    Her waters calm, is a pleasant visit wonder the mystique below the surface. Gentle waves create comfort I admit serenity’s magical journey face. Sitting quiet in the chill arctic air letting my mind travel a solemn way. Only now such peace is captured, a fair mystery pouring a water today. Cloud cover breaks as sunlight…

  • Tears in My Eyes

    I have tears in my eyes so belaboring are my cries. Much of my fear a disconnect, why is this my life I select? ~ I wish I might bring her back, a spiritual mystique I lack. I wonder sometimes the life you lead how often with you would be my need. ~ I know…

  • Whisper My Name

    To be heard By her magic symphony I am the audience She the mystery   Oh, to know the many Value of this body of mystique The waves lapping shoreline Only to be heard.   I wonder the soul She keeps in quiet harmony, The many lives, the sea men Leaving wives and children home…

  • Listen to My Muse

    What drives the soul, this early autumn morning when all the task of our lives looms the horizon how is it a crystal clear sunrise with pastel blues treats the mind a solace of desire to admire. ~ I would if it were true leave all that is abhorring well behind the mantra of ‘if…

  • Haunting Reality

    While we await the outcome Panic settles time’s revenue Men and women respond together Careful to walk alongside fear Share the moment and seize the pain Or isolate and begin the reign ~ Of caution Of trepidation Of ridiculous burden Of what driven force did all this begin? ~ A conversation A look A glance…

  • Moon Light Mix

    time in notion when circles reflect a passing star way down in the heartland we be walking a journey getting from that place to a destination while our ideas and thoughts collide with the events of the day At first we reflect on the lunacy of our fears that conversation that interaction that needed confrontation…

  • Widening Mystery? Mortality

    How do we control Our dying elders last days? Why the mystery that Leads to finality Of a person’s spirit Their ability to give us hope while a certain knocking occurs and each step in that direction we try to control we try to justify to indicate our own soul remains reliant upon their quiet…