Will my verse reach your ear
can your eye stay the course
listening, then writing my verse I awake, content until the next time, the chords at my finger tips drift back and forth into a song.
Drawing blindly in the dark,
elongated by time, impredicable
By this still hearth I will drink
life to the lees. Much I have
known and seen.. myself not least.
I am part of all that I have met,
The Lord makes glad the heart with wine
Oil to make the face shine-
His Bread alone sustains the soul, and make us whole.
Emotion & feelings, active, no
longer passing fads of intervening years.
A latter day passion, now fading from