Sky Blue
Framed in ancient oak
the small boy at five,
lies in tall grass of a hunter’s field
chirping raven's surround him
the calm song of nature’s creek
moves rapidly over smooth stones
in the blue depths of the sky
his mind sees Eternity
how can it be?
the sky has no beginning?
no end?
built in flesh…
overseen by a silent God
in a silent field
trapped in a silent self.
The One
I guarded my love
a prisoner in chains
armored in Pain
your Love waits in the distance
a precious gem
illuminates warmth of the heart
your eyes burn deep
the Passion of Oneness
the destiny of our souls
forever One
The One…