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Thursday, January 12, 2012

2 poems

 
Candle

Pass the candle slowly
Hush the fear inside
Fold your hands to pray in silence
And see beyond your eyes

Dim the lights for Vesper's
Reflect upon the night
The waxing of the harvest moon
Washes down with amber light

Breathe slowly in and deeply
Calm the hands of fear
The river's flowing, touching all
Cool and crystal clear

Lean back and let it slide
Let all the pain abate
A thousand lives of strength and wisdom
Swim within your wake

We travel moving forward
The past is fading out
The world you know is always changing
But you will thrive in it somehow

Pass the candle slowly
The wisdom of the old
Joined forever in this grand playground
We never play alone


 

Fragile times

On and on the cold wind blows
Freezing out the dying rows
The harvest was too lean this time
To help my family survive

I need to nourish my children
By staving off this wicked wind
Work is scarce and pay is cheap
And all I want to do is sleep

Outside my house the animals bleat
Aching for some grain to eat
I tried in vain to make them safe
But winter comes to call today

Chop the wood to feed the hearth
And shape the tallow to fight the dark
Spin the wool to make the yarn
So much to do here on the farm

The spring approaches finally
This brings hope for my family
I saw a crow soar yesterday
Warmer weather is on the way

I need to hang on and keep the faith
That the springtime thaw won't be too late
Then I will plant the corn in rows
And watch the lifeblood I till grow

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