Some words are hewn in granite
some words are soon forgot
some words are slowly branded
some words are not
...
Rhymes can be gentle currents
that lap against the shore
to roll and play and frolic
like dancers on the sand
...
Oh Lord, don't leave me lonely
your word is true
no one can light my darkness
...
May I be cloaked in garments
sewn with taut threads of faith
protecting from tempests
and cruel blows of life
...
Who teaches us warriors
when holding our knives
to move from the blade
to the handle of life?
...
His earthly way was rocky
the sun beat on his frame
he had to keep on walking
for 'restless' was his name
...
Don't turn away from me dear Lord
don't turn away
for then my breath would quickly cease
my heart no longer beat
...
Desert
dry as a bone
New Mexico summer
old adobe mission standing
...
My heart is amazed
my head a bit dazed
I'm free from the maze
of troublesome days
...