Upon My Soul
On ground of sacred Earth
The ringing of bells
Can be heard
Calling us to remember
A truth veiled lightly
In a blanket of forgetfulness
I’ll find me there
Where angel’s songs
Upon my ears
Do greet the morning sun
And in the cracks
My worthiness
I left unkempt
In a long forgotten place
Sullen
The road more frequently traveled
When joy forgot her face
The child inside
A voice so long unheard
Safely tucked into the womb
Of love’s sweet arms
Woven of all that glitters
(another poem from my book)
His Beauty Undisturbed
His beauty undisturbed
A sad bird cries
And echoes silently
Into waking rest
Come hither to me
Light does beckon
His soul does spy
An eyelid lifts
His vision new
On dawn’s uplifting view
And here he whispers
Of divine
A wisdom
Quiet and unspoken
May I know
What from your tongue
Sits heavy
And does not fall
Your heart
Its beating
A song unheard
But ears
That listen
Have heard
The beauty
You hold
Undisturbed
(another poem from my book)
Blind Wolf
Sky of purple time
Filled of broken windows
Remain untouched
By the purity
Of a scented hand
That reaches
Outside of blue shores
Love-a blind wolf
Howls to a sacred moon
That longs
With tired birds
Of procrastination
Bringing passersby
Lonely hitchhikers
Timeless travelers
That fear not only
The coldness of winter’s thorns
But the openness of spring
© Copyright 2007 Patricia Sanders. All rights reserved
(a poem from my book Jewels of Awe)
Jewels of Awe at Amazon and borders
