Cows on a hillside
Chewing on grasses
On a bee-buzzing day
Go to my head
Like opium
A barn leaning
like a rider's red hat
In a circle of oak trees
Makes me crazy giddy
with graces
Then there is silence
Silence in the wind
The wind speaks silence to the woods
As the woods speak silence to the wind
Nothing I'll ever say
Or sing or dance
or build or dream
Will carry the heart so high
As a single
outspent day.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Thank You
Thank you father for all of life
All its pain and beauty
Thank you father for the love of life
That sweetens the moments and days
Thank you father for the pulse of life
Drumming and humming within me
Thank you father for the world of life
Churning and changing forever
Thank you father for the tree of life
From which I have sprung
Thank you Father for the pain of life
That molds me into what it am
Thank your father for the end of life
Where opens the Great Door.
Thank you Father for the crown of life
Our reward in heaven
Thank you father for being life
For life--for life for this resounding life
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