I Don’t Know

I don’t know What the heart doesn’t care Buried in messed up I sip from a cracked, broken cup Tears run My heart weeps For the love, the mystery That wasn’t mine To keep. ~ Patrice    © Patrice Clarkson...

Total Mystery Holy Perceives

Total mystery holy perceives All that flowers On the island of sacrilege. Not alone, never been Muster on across the bridge Into beauty there to live. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2011