I Can See The Words

I can see the words They tell me of the time When hearts were loved And words all rhymed. They tell me of the joy The majesty and triumphant gladness No casting of badness No broken bones Or hearts lost in a world Filled with madness. These words they fill the place...

Venture To The North

Venture to the north Up pass the fork Lined with hibiscus trees. Gently touch the pure And quiet soul Of those that tread this way So many years ago. Theirs is the heart That beats In the presence Of all majesty you meet. On this journey Taken to be whole Up north...

Tender, Delightful And Full Of Majesty

          Tender, delightful And full of majesty Is all we need to be. Take the course That makes you see All the magic in this life Which makes me you And of course, you me ~ Patrice     © Patrice Clarkson –...

Sometimes I Do Believe

Sometimes I do believe There’s a warmth in the trees Across the road, down the hill And far away from this today. Sometimes I do believe There’s majesty in all we do Our breath, our beating heart Skipping like a meadowlark. Sometimes I do believe We are...