Up and down, round and round,
See the wonders on the ground,
Soaring beauty full of sky,
Full of gratitude and I
Will praise the truthfulness of light
Seeking dawn through darker night
When evening coolness hints of love
Up and down, beyond above.
The Sun smiles on the rising dew
That turns to mist as Joe walks through.
Dreams do not come realized.
Mary waits with patient eyes
And trusts in what they’ve done.
When they knew the monsters won,
When terrors came to own their town,
When death appeared to take them down
They walked obeying mother’s call.
Let mountains from the heavens fall.
The final light is what they’ll find
Forgiving all they’ve left behind.
Photos: “Morning Fog”, above, “Misty Sunrise”, below.
Should the day bring dismay
In some ominous way
As the clouds fluff their white at the blue
I will say as we stray
Through the beauty of May
That my heart to this light will stay true.
When bright flowers bloom in Spring
Anxiousness leaves everything.
Now the light is safe to see.
Shadows seem like history.
Text: This is an example of the tanaga form. I will be featuring this form on Thursday at the dVerse Meeting the Bar at 3PM EST.
This darkness isn’t such that I
Can brighten it by light I bring.
No laws of nature taint the sky.
No bonds bind it so it can’t sing.
The power failed, but should we wait
For what might not come speedily?
Some of us would hesitate,
But darkness helps our hearts to see.
We’re thankful for the light that’s near.
Praise sound, but not with our ears solely.
Our voices stir the darkness here
Repeating, “Holy, Holy, Holy.”
Text: This was originally published in Ancient Paths Literary Magazine.
Some say that they are in the way
But I am glad they’re there.
They’re still and bright and love the light
Projecting pink through day and night
To scare away despair.
Any blessing we receive
May it pass on from us to you.
Every blessing should conceive
A future blessing if it’s true.
So with passing may we leave
You hope to manifest what’s new.
Forgive what we did not get right.
Arise. Be blessed with holy light.
Linked to dVerse Poetics where Paul Scribbles is hosting with the prompt “blessings”.