Tonight has been on the horizon
A reigning in of the Darkness
Some strange, familiar one
An actual other
Seeking to strangle The Light
See we beyond borders
See we hope
And unable to let go of it
Be away you will
Familiar stranger
Tag Archives: Light
Sighted: A Haiku
I will swim upstream
And against esteemed advice
I will curse the dark
Little Light
Ought I bake a cake with this
One I whip up on the fly
A pretty thing to be consumed
Ultimately?
Do I don the corduroy
Deep thinking, feigned or actual
With elbows patched so scholarly
Egotistically!
Shall I sit alone with this
As ancient wisdom would advise
Perhaps eternally, but seek
Tranquility.
Or will I simply walk with you
In sweet-smart cameraderie
Joining hands from East to West
Intimately….
Last Ditch
Have you felt invisible
Made from supernatural
Then unmade by someone’s lack?
So have some of us
We become as sunflowers, though
We watch for a flicker
We turn in accordance
We thrive in The Light
In Wait: A Haiku
The lull of my breath
My sometimes staccato-cry
Devilish details
Mother Road
What is the name of that road? The spirit and purpose of it? The one we approach, day in and day out, without hesitation?
Familiar with the smell of it, the distractions, attractions and tourist traps along the way, but unsure, in the dark, where to turn when it’s time, finally time, for a rest stop.
Trust, we must, the touch. The feel of our wheels we were gifted, from The Road of all roads, The Mother.
Altogether Lovely: A Haiku
The way that you Love
You look familiar to me
The Source of your Love
The Cost
Herald horizon’s glow
The coming home
The glory of the toil
The warm haven waiting
For only you
And, because I once loved
I did, I know!
My heart breaks for you
Who’ll count the cost
To leave on heart lights
To stoke the soul’s fire
Who’ll sleep so alone
Mother of A Son
I’m telling your Mother
That she should not feel less than full delight
The pouring out of her heart, the raising up of her prayers
Reward
Now comes you, feet firm, breaking rules and records ‘neath the firmament
With kindness and heart-strength -look at how you look at us
We, treasure to you and reasons to hope, so you come close to learn
Simple and virtuous, your needs
Unafraid to speak from love, write of love, to be and die for love
Lovely Mother, you’ve lived Right, you have not squandered Light
See here, your beacon, your boy
Restored
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