My Beating Heart

My heart is heavy She feels so old So many stories How many more To be told? She ticks and beats She has survived She seen joys She has cried. Blood fills Pulses to My mind, hands, feet And back thru. How many more thumps Does she have Not mine to know Just glad I...

Not Sure

Not sure where the trail leads too I stop upon the path As my feet have lead me to A place of wonder, beyond belief A place where all can be named Succeed. Not sure what I have to say Know the words will come When its their day Flowing out upon the land Resting with...

Have You Seen? Have You Seen Me?

I don’t know where and must ask ‘Have you seen?’ ‘Have you seen me?’ Lost in the wilderness of life Adrift in a wake of crushing waves Wandering thru Obscure to anyone I sigh a breathe deep and long Waiting for the air to come back in...