by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 27, 2019 | Affirmations, Poetry
Nothing really happens Til something moves Takes control. Nothing really happens In the morning bright Til eyes open Letting in streaming sunlight. Nothing really happens Til words are spoken From a mouth open Speaking things we need to know. Nothing really happens...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 10, 2018 | Poetry
Peace and quiet move my soul Let it function, let it roll Onto pathways clear and pure Not filled with tangled webs Nor harrowing fear. My feet they move my soul Directed by time spent In reverence of all things, all times Understanding my quiet is Peace of mind. ~...