First
Poem
Sun-day
sun-shine shine-ing down:
the
day is bright with light and dew.
The
earth awaits the fall of leaves,
as
ploughmen turn the soil.
Second
Poem
Take,
take away, come take away
and
hide away the pain, the dark, the fear;
and
leave, leave in its place, here in this place,
this
place that is my heart, my soul, my song,
instead
leave love.
Third
Poem
A
sparrow sits and seagulls fly.
The
earth turns
beneath
the autumn sun
Fourth
Poem
Forth-forth,
forth-forth:
a
mighty drum crashes,
the
waterfall splashes,
fires
burn to ashes,
and
the wind blows north.
Fifth
Poem
Make
of my hand a quill, to spill
so
many words upon the page,
to
praise Thee and petition Thee,
to
flow and grow
as
yet I age.
Make
of my mouth a song, to sing
so
many sounds into the air
to
hail Thee and to hasten Thee,
to
rise and fall,
for
Thou art all, and Thou art near.
Make
of my heart a reed, to bring
a
little of Thy light to shine,
that
others in the dark may find
all
that they need is near,
all
that they need to praise and to petition Thee,
to
hail and fail and hasten Thee,
to
flow and grow, to rise and fall
toward
the All that art the Thou and I.
(c) ZL 2018
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