Where are the lights?

 

 

 

Stolen moment

Song leads wet hands to a pen

 

 

Cry for peace

life, light and truth

 

The whirlpool to Christmas is a frightful

short time remaining,

Tasks, trials leave me failing

 

I fail

 

 

So much

Leaves so little

And those about whom I care so much,

get nothing, or worse

 

Where are you?

 

Ragged mind

knows not to stop

 

 

Where are you?

 

 

I cry for peace,

for the blessing of those

about whom I care so much

In stillness

 

Where are you?

 

Stillness and light,

give me eyes to see.

 

How will it happen?
What will it bring?

It must be sweet
But can we make it?

 

 

Turn my heart

to quiet boldness

 

Get some sleep, get it done
Do it now, time is short.

The day is coming, today has passed
What to do?  Get it now.

 

 

Give me eyes to see

only love

And leave those things

to care for themselves

 

Sweet peace,

When I find it

Will bring me to you

 

 

Nectar, sweetness, let me give

Let things fall away

 

Sweet smiles stop to say.

Hearts coming our way

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tangent

Swine Hall

Written December 14, 2003   Last updated: December 15, 2003

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