A spark of light Entered the fusion of my being And there was I, perfectly clothed In a mantle designed for matter. A source from beyond With a mission To regain my fullness through perception. Filled with light and love With wisdom and potential. But in my struggle to survive The elements of earth and time, My heart and mind and limbs Concealed the truth within. Concerned with the inessentials, Proud of the inconsequential Leaps and bounds, Disguised in my achievement. My paradise became a fool’s. Laughter turned to tears. Joy became a sorrow Until I found Through the wisdom of the ages That spark of hope The sacred secret deep inside.
Memory Of My Father
You were always there no matter what – standing by me. Feet planted firmly on the ground. Strong, ever present, tender and kind. Full of the joy of being and doing. Your gift of giving was total, And your totality touched me And the hearts and lives of many. Nothing was too much, No one was let down Or ever left short by you – no half measures. Secure within your arms My life unfolded. You painted my past, Pictured my future, And through all the years, In laughter and love Joy and pain, We shared the gift of a lifetime.
Re-Born
In silence he speaks No words A fusion of being I am He is That is the reality. He touches deep Not a feeling But a knowledge Knowing it has happened A realization The dawning light. He waits I approach He responds He in me responds The moment of re-birth.
In Search
What have I lost? What have I gained? What more has life to bring? What have I found? What have I missed? What lies in store for me? Full measure overflowing? A cup of bitter wine? Be it as it was meant to be From the moment of light. For I was made to lose and gain, To search and find. To grow until mortality Becomes divine.
For Mike
Twenty-two years – Loss of not knowing you. Love at first sight. First dance by chance. And even though the glance Becomes routine My life is lived in being with you. Two worlds, two lives as one Combine and compensate. Soft eyes have Captured my heart, Coloured my dreams, Calmed my fears, Guided my way, Gilded your love. Husband, Father and Son Defined as one So precious in my eyes.
New President
First citizen of our land Historic land, Land of the Celts, Island of saints and scholars. Invaded land, Liberated land, Divided nation. Land of the young and Hope of the future. First citizen of our land – Cherish our pride, Our heritage and Our emerging destiny in your hands. We, the people, have seen fit To exalt you. Now, inspire and inspirit This restless and romantic nation. Bring your office to bear upon events Bring your person to the people. Embody the enshrined ideals So dearly paid for. Go forth and be the face of Ireland Among the nations of the earth. Take our seal as President and First citizen of our land.
Birthday Boy
I’m sure this man Has long outgrown the boy. And yet sometimes The eyes and smile betray The shy and tender Child of prey. Today another thirty something And looking back You well must know Where strife and rife were born. The years like short Autumnal days sweep by And rustic trees Now raped of leaves Our souls imply. Something or maybe thirty something Still to go – who knows? But sometime on some Sunny afternoon Take time to hold that little boy And underneath the falling leaves Go gently wipe the tears away And tell him of the buds of May. Remember in the darkest night The flickering candle casts a light And worries waxed upon the brow May melt and disappear As birthday greetings come to cheer.
Atlanta Games
Atlanta Games are calling you, Come, take your place among the brave And make your mark upon the world And set for us a noble stage Where body, mind and soul engage To leap beyond the highest bounds. The sweat, the tears, the pain, the fears The dreams of past and future years Emerge as one whose channelled flow May lead you to that golden glow. And even if the gleaming fades. Worries bound and heart sinks low, Tis those who dare will always win And stand upon their pedestal.
Breakdown
I’ve seen the elements of earth and fire And wind and rain at once combine, Come crashing down, Invading tranquil days. Destroying happy childhood scenes, Ending future hopes and dreams. Chaos and turmoil Arising from the soul of man As he fights for his life. Drowning against the swelling tide, Holding the breaking heart, Wanting to be whole again. The look of glacier eyes That know no depth. The cry for sanity to reign In the tormented mind. Trapped in the mid-night, The nightmare won’t cut loose. Wretched reaching, out of control, Reeling and wheeling and spinning. He cannot comprehend the happening, The abandoning of life and love. Victim of circumstance, And the reel keeps rolling, Playback after playback. Too many “if onlys” and “what ifs”, Needing to be with, Wanting to run from, To hide the face, the shame. To dull the pain. Hoping against hope For the great escape.
Know Your Heart
Go to the desert When you need to know your heart. Not ten or twenty But a hundred miles apart. There you’ll feel the sun and wind And dust against your face And you may thirst and thirst And search without a trace. And as your steps grow weary And you wander to and fro And you get a fearful feeling And tears begin to flow. Just let them come, Allow what’s there to be. The truth abides And seeks to set you free.